Still alive. Not posting because there's nothing worth writing. Haven't abandoned LiveJournal. Haven't turned over to MySpace. Just being a recluse. If you're reading this, you know I care enough about you to not want to never speak to you again, so don't take my silence as indication of apathy regarding our relationship. I've just got a lot of shit on my plate and little time or patience for niceties.
All supermarkets are closed today, and to my great regret, this means there will be no Christmas Nachos. Another tradition sacrificed on the altar of the sanctimonious American religious siesta. Damn you, religious blue laws. Ah, well. Feliz Navidad.