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I got nothin'.

If I wasn't one of those cynics who lumps psychology in with those other "-ologys" like phrenology or astrology, I might even say I was "depressed".

I've been stuck in the house by the weather, and I've been fairly broke-ish for the last couple weeks, which has amplified my cabin fever, which is in turn reinforced by the short days and gray skies, which has caused me to write less. And the writing less has made me feel non-productive, which makes me feel more depressed. Which has in turn... Well, you see where this is going: Lather, Rinse, Repeat.

Plus, reading CNN first thing in the morning and SurvivalBlog's news links last thing before bedtime is just the thing to lift one's mood these days: "Depression! Misery! Pestilence! Democrats! It's the feel-good family hit of the Summer! Bring the kids!"

I've been answering the phone in that way that makes "Hello?" rhyme with "And what the hell do you want?" so, uh, I'd like to thank those of you who have called for not hanging up. Don't worry, I'm still a long way from going up a clock tower with a scoped rifle and a sack lunch.

Hopefully we will be able to return you to your scheduled blog sooner rather than later.