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So, maybe the wrist incident (was it even an incident?) was a blessing. I had been entirely too wrapped up in the internet and it forced me to convert what had been internet time into something else that did not involve a keyboard and mouse. Since the forced exile, I've become disenchanted with the internet in general. It happens every now and again. I'll spend a month or three with minimal time online. I'm beginning to fall into that again, although I still hope to update this journal every day and return all e-mail sent to me.

I'm 2/3 of the way into House of Leaves. I'll finish it this time. Really, I will. It's gorgeous and I'm unsure why I didn't finish it before. All I can say is that I'm extremely happy to be back into a state of mind where I can read again. Since the beginning of the year I haven't finished a single book, or even started reading a book for that matter. I'm swimming my way out of that mess now.