Do not adjust your sets

I'm very sorry I've been a bit of an absent landlord of late. I've had a perfect storm of attrocities in real life and online to battle with, including, but not limited to:

• Packing for a two-week holiday to Florida for which I leave in NINETEEN hours (pending)
• Attempting to loose two stone in a month to avoid looking like Mr Tickle on said holiday (FAIL)
• Trying to finish all my work so that I don't spend entire holiday remembering things I didn't do (ongoing)
• Tidying desk area so I don't return to alien landscape of deadly bacterial cultures (this will almost certainly be a fail)
• Finishing Quantum by Manjit Kumar so that I can devote holiday time to more appropriate vactional reading like Hello and the Nanny Diaries (partial fail - finished but utterly baffled; does anyone really understand this stuff?)
• Planning a drive route through Florida that encompasses every mall of minor significance while maintaining maximum Cinnabon exposure (much harder than you might appreciate but achieved)

Add to this the fact that my guild has been in meltdown for the last three weeks and that I have been like a condemned man at work, I will be very glad to see the back of England for a while. My guild finally succumed last night, so Merlot is officially homeless. I'll write more about that another time - I have a theory that all guilds are dommed to an inevitable and spectacular death at birth. Copious quantities of martinis are required to help solidify my thinking on the subject. Expect normal services to resume in two weeks when your rested and greatly enlarged blogger returns. Please don't go away :)