For the last couple of months, I've been having? encountered? enjoyed? sciatica. It has been oh so very fun, by which I mean not very fun at all. The pain is ungood, of course, but the toll it has sometimes taken on my mood has been worse. I'm generally pretty easy-going, but it has been hard to stay happy when random pains come shooting out of nowhere. (I'm seeing a physiotherapist and it's getting better, but it is taking time.)

One side effect has been a generalized lack of patience. So, in short order I have switched ISPs after a persistent billing error; stopped hosting my website and mail at home; stopped trying to automate the creation from scratch of my web and mail server ("fuckit, just rsync"); and bought a new laptop when my old once began, once more, to freeze whenever I closed the lid.

Next week I fly to Boston to go to LISA. It'll be good to see folks again, but I'm kind of dreading the flight. I booked everything long before this came up. It's getting better, but I'm still going to see if I can upgrade to premium super econoplus with extra morphine.

In other news, I have finally started reading "A Game of Thrones", and I find myself close to enthralled. It's well-written and enjoyable, and if it doesn't strike as close to my heart as James S.A. Corey, it's still getting me to pick it up and read it every day.