This entry was eaten.

[tablesaw]

Not by LJ, by my brain. I have no idea what I was going to write, but it was something shout and insightful, and would break a pattern of not posting this week. I'm still waiting to write about Solaris, and I'm not certain about the MIT Mystery Hunt (not certain about the team, that is). Perhaps I was going to write about my cold tile floor or my upcoming three-day weekend or a certain loneliness or my Christmas tree plans or my laundry or rearranging furniture or the addictive nature of Super Monkey Ball Two.

Or not.