Since some people apparently can't live without me, I guess I can put my work on hold. For a bit. Rejoice, Desai, I'm back. Good to see things haven't gone to Hell in a handbasket without me around!
[There is a long stretch of silence, broken eventually by what sounds almost like a strangled sob, followed by a loud THUD and a long stream of German curses.
Been a a long time since I've been to such a big Christmas celebration. Was pretty cool, even if Italy cooked enough for his whole fucking country. Do I have good timing, or do I have good timing?