Still alive.

Home from work today with a migraine. Drugs are wonderful, let me tell you.

Reading Cryptonomicon by Neal Stephenson. It holds my interest, but it jumps around a lot in perspective, and I find it difficult to follow with my reading-in-small-bites lifestyle. When I retire (and that date looks further and further away) i hope to be able to sit and read for hours at a time.

Magna Faire this weekend. Not sure I'll be able to make it, darn it. Still have halos from the migraine.