Vote early, vote often

Sorry about the lack of posting; between work and an (extremely successful, to judge by all the empty bottles and the ottoman we set on fire) housewarming party, opportunity has been light these past few days. But apparently, I have been nominated for a weblog award. As longtime readers know, what happens when I do not win these things, is that I cry. Huge, wet tears rolling out of my enormous green eyes and searing the lightly freckled, yet delicately translucent skin of my fair face. No one wants that, do they? I didn't think so. I'm not going to tell you how to vote or anything, of course. I'm just letting you know.