Blogging may be light while I finish packing this place up. Then again, maybe it won't. Anyway, I'm covered with papercuts and am just generally in a foul mood--not because of the imminent loss of my job, but just because. I'd actually welcome not going to work if I could figure out a way to squeeze a paycheck out of it.
I do have a couple of irons in the fire, so all is not lost.