Nothing to say.

I should be job-hunting. I'm not. Instead I'm reading LJ.

I'm reading Neal Stephenson's 56 page novella masquerading as a tech article on cable-laying and unrelated cultural stuff. Thanks for the link, gfish.

I'm reading a spectacular short story (just a couple pages), a love poem about aliens called Aliens Enter the Conversation by Greg Beatty, which I picked up from officialgaiman.

And I'm taking quizzes, the results of which I've been posting sadly frequently lately. But how often do you come up as ( Israel, Willow Rosenberg, and Hitler, all in one day? )

Oh, the irony.