I’m not dead yet!

Would someone please tell my employer to knock it off with these 60+ hour work weeks? Pretty please?

Then again, overworked is a heck of a lot better than out of work, so I’ll stop complaining now.

Oh, and we’ve got a buttload of pics from our honeymoon in London. And I’ll be posting them. Right after I post some pics from our wedding. Which, in case you’ve forgotten, was back in May. You do know where this is going by now, don’t you? (Hint: Starts with a “p”, rhymes with “procrastination”…)