November 16, 2004

I feel a little like Rip Van Winkle*

I know I kinda fell into a well over the last few months, what with the huge load of stress I had sittin' on my shoulders, the deep well of depression into which I have recently found myself that lingers still, the indulgence I spent in workin' hard to finally get my book between the covers, yada yada ... and I find that I am lost with regard to the goin's on at some of my favorite blogs. One mystery particularly plagues me: Did Bill die?

*Jes' a minor point of inane trivia. My great-grandparents' house was on Van Winkle Street. Ma and Pa Dane have both been gone for over 25 years now, but I still miss 'em. 'Scuse me now, as I gotta go now. I find it a bit hard to stare at this bright monitor through misty eyes.

Posted by Tiger at November 16, 2004 08:54 PM | TrackBack
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Now I used to have a poster about stress. It said something like: "Stress arises from the inability to choke the hell out of some b*st*rd that really deserves it". :-)

Personally, if I get really stressed I fire up EUII or Victoria and then go and invade France. Very satisfying. I stopped the unification of Germany by thrashing France and Prussia so bad... Hmmmm... and I started as Mecklenburg which shouldn't have had a chance in h*ll.

Posted by: Ozguru at November 17, 2004 12:03 AM

LOL! Thanks! That helps!

Posted by: Tig at November 17, 2004 08:17 AM