I should have posted by now. This is getting ridiculous.

The last week has, to be honest, been rather fraught. I ended up with a gigantic log-jam of reviews to clear before today (as I begin five days of Christmas Issue-related subbing at What’s On TV), added to which I had the fun of struggling with my MiniMac to get it to do things which were very easy before I installed Leopard (OS updates are truly the work of the devil), and the beginning of the Olympian effort of sorting Christmas out. I’m hoping to get a teeny-tiny laptop soon, which will free up time on the train for potential blogging and writing, and there’s a whole host of TV-related stuff (thoughts on Heroes, thoughts on Battlestar Galactica: Razor, and various other thoughts about the season now winding to a shut-down via the strike) that I should have written, but I’ve also got a review of the year to do for Vector, so I’m trying to save most of my thoughts for that (at least initially).

As a result, posting is something that gets put off- and yet I enjoy doing it, and the social side of interacting on Livejournal is actually pretty good for me, considering that massive proportions of my life are now spent on my own, and I have the habit of spending certain social outings blinking wildly and feeling like I’ve recently arrived from a different (and incompatible) plane of existance.

I’m also waiting on feedback on the book- from an actual editor. Gulp.

Basically, this is just to say that I’m still here, still battling through, and hoping to actually play a slightly more major role in this long-form improvisational drama called “Life”- (and not the one starring Damian Lewis as the ex-cop Policeman).

Now, to dash dramatically into the distance while accompanied by a dramatic (if annoyingly repetitive) theme tune.

(Cue the credits…)