Hectic.

So. Many. Things. To do.

Once again, a quarter has passed by seemingly unnoticed. And, now it's crunch time.

Whatever that means.

A few more weeks and I'll be sending dispatches from abroad. That is, if I can manage to find a connection somewhere. God forbid I develop connectile dysfunction.

I've been reading a lot more lately, despite my constant state of hurriedness. It makes for a nice balance of rush and repose.

I've been especially fond of Stanley Donwood, whose book of short stories I pulled from aback my book shelf.

If you can stomach a semi-lude but amazing short story, do check out condiment. Just finish it once you start reading it. You'll thank me.

a presto.