Thursday, I'll be headed north to my home town of Bumblefuck for Christmas.
That is, of course, if I can make it to Penn Station on time. The transit strike has made things very interesting. I saw some video on the news and the line just to get into the station is about a block long. I'll have to get up at the ass-crack of dawn to get there.
Speaking of Bumblefuck, the closest computer is about three miles away from my parents house. I already feel withdrawal symptoms.
At least I'll be back on Monday, and I'll be able to type into my phone (but no web or email access).
Bah humbug.
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