I'm not dead.

Hey kids, guess who is still alive...me. Barely.
   

 
As you may know, I started a new job last week. I am now a web geek for the marketing department in a hospital. It involves coding classic ASP, a normal work environment and giving a crap - three things I haven't dealt with in quite a while. And I pretty much love it. But. I'm so insanely tired. My commute is a bit longer and I actually have to show up on time and NOT skip lunch to leave early (my last job was pretty really, really flexible with time). I've been sort of zombie-fied every night. This was convenient while I was boarded up for Hurricane Isaac. Not so convenient for the ole blog. (Yes, I fully understand how lame this sounds.)

I did, however, find the time and energy to...

• dream about Neal Patrick Harris. I made him feel me up. Shamu was watching. They both cried. I'm having trouble finding this in the dream dictionary. 
• start watching Mad Men. How have I not been watching this show?
• discover that when I ignore my Google Reader account for a week, it stacks up with 1000+ posts.
• eat more peanut butter m&ms than I will ever admit to.

I should be back to my regularly scheduled features and random oddities next week. Anything new and tiring going on with yous guys?