Work, work, work. Relax, more work. Such is the trend of this winter for me. No more do I dawdle along, experiencing the winter festivals of foreign lands. No, that James is ... well, let's just say that that me is sleeping.

New Years was fabulous, and my 4-day weekend of the 25-28 was a nice respite. However, the fact that I was at work every day last week (barring Thursday only), and the ~12 hour day I pulled today, really push me - and not in a good way.

In this spirit, I do not post any cool pictures with this entry. In fact, I'm whipping through it just so I can go to bed. Another early and long day awaits.

Where is New Years? It was magical! Where is last winter - 3 weeks of tonsilectomized vacation? Where is winter 2001 - an adventure in Germany? What of life and love and beauty and passion???

Oh shaddup, boy! Quit your whining and get your ass to bed. Reality summons, and work's bailifs are already en route over the slippery roads - coming to steal you from sleep, so get your ass to bed!

Yeah, things aren't so bad, but I could have used a nice vacation, and I don't really need the stress right now... but things'll be fine. Just don't expect too much else from me for a week!

I leave you with a quick haiku - I shall be pondering it heavily in but a few hours, as hi-ho, hi-ho ... the rest, of course, you know. ;)