I miss you, netizens. I miss this post-composer page and I miss doodling goofy things and my scanner and I miss turning "I should blog this" thoughts into actual posts.
Things I should have blogged: Jake Gyllenhaal is an epic hottie and he isn't even the hottest Gyllenhaal. Avatar should have had a trauma warning for earth worshipers. One can have a sinus infection on a colossal scale and not notice until one wakes up and wonders why the room is spinning like 10 shots of tequila. That Anavert is a cruel joke. That Shane's getting me a tattoo for Christmas. That the potential tattoo caused a minor cultural freakout solved by the wondrous Lexie, who reminded me I'm not Jewish.
The room-spin is minor, but the creepy, vibrating pressure in my head remains, along with stumbling and a fun hint of nausea. In a nutshell, the last week of 2009 can suck it. I'll be back in twentyten with something interesting to write or some cute drawings if wit fails.