i am back from minicon and have been since sunday night. but my computer is dead, and i have been at training (how can you have training for computer geeks without computers and a net connection? i ask you, how? well, it was leadership training. that's their excuse. hmph.) for two days, and now i am over at sigrid's house and she, after laughing at my twitching and withdrawal is letting me use her computer.

so here i am sitting at her and jennifer's computer, with connor on my lap (connor is one of jennifer's dogs, and he is the lickiest dog ever. lick lick lick. he is staring longingly at my face wanting me to move it down just a wee bit so that he can lick it but no i refuse in the face of that much drool). connor is very comforting and i am in need of some comforting.

not being able to figure out how to not hurt people you love sucks a lot. i just want to say that.

and now, i am off to watch training day with sigrid with a random small dog in my lap. (jake and teacake do not fit in my lap. not jointly, and not even seperately. how sad for them.)