There is a lot going on in my little world at the moment.
Lots of very [very] bad things that have me more than a little concerned; that are leading to sleepless nights and would be driving me to drink if I wasn’t there already.
The huge problem is that there is sweet fuck all I can do about any of this bad crap except sit it out and hope that things resolve. But they aren’t going to do that any time soon, so in the meantime all I can do is worry and fret and dream about baseball bats and errant .45 calibre bullets.
I will be honest and say that I am very grateful to be working on the Raccoon Archives project as it gives my head something to concentrate on, and I can blank out other shit from my head.
And if anyone is wondering, the Archive project is coming along very nicely. I had a few problems, such as weeding out duplicated posts, which for technical reasons meant I had to modify the database and start again from scratch, and I am now currently re-running all the batch jobs and hopefully will be moving stuff onto the live site today or tomorrow.
So the bottom line is that my head isn’t really in a place where I can write stuff on this here site. Scribbling may be even lighter than usual for a while.
Actually, that wasn’t the bottom line.