If you could see me right now, you would see the very picture of shame-facedness. Of embarrassed dejection. Maybe even of desperate humility as I beg you, my fabulous readers, to bear with PV’s radio silence for a bit longer.
There are a fair number of changes afoot in my life right now. While this doesn’t actually mean major changes for the site, it does mean that things are currently very unpredictable. The big news is that I’m moving to Glasgow in a month’s time. I tell you this not only to make it easier for potential stalkers, but because this week’s quest for a flat has been all encompassing. I’ve been pounding the streets of Glasgow, far away from my beloved Internet. I think I’m starting to show withdrawal symptoms, honestly. Only the purchase of a truly terrible tuna sandwich at a Wi-Fi cafe has allowed me this dear online moment.
I suppose it was too much to ask for the site to remain stable while my life gave up even a tenuous grip on stability, but this is all temporary. I promise lots of posts next week to make up for it all.
In the meantime, if anyone spoils me for the Lost season finale, I will cut them.
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