I can say now that these have no order worth mentioning as such.  I also just finished packing my stuff into my car (two hours), driving (nine hours), along with miscellaneous (? hours); have I mentioned I’m sick?  So my head hurts.  So, again, I’m copping out on you.  However, tomorrow I’ll be home alone with no handy friends to distract me from my sacred duties, so possibly the next post will have actual substance.

Anyway.  This “moment” refers to being accepted into Super Fanicom.  Yes, I actually had to apply for this job — or, given the very low rate of pay Pontifus is offering, perhaps “task” is a better word.  Anyone know the story of Sisyphus? 

It’s rough, going out into the seas of uncaring blog-readers on your own.  Even if people do read one’s posts, they might not comment.  A team-blog generally guarantees a handful of readers, as the other bloggers are (assumedly) interested in what one has to say.  Also, it expands one’s pool of friends, which is always a good thing, I hear.  

My head, it pulses like a blazar.  So huzzah for being accepted into the biggest circle-jerk this side of Oi, Hayaku!