Dust Everywhere

Donut won't even start now. I had written most of a funny entry yesterday; it'll be a while before I post it, I guess.

Darin and his Mom attacked the loft today, organizing, throwing things out, coming up with an actual space to walk through. There's carpeting up here, somewhere under the dust.

I think the holiday "cheer" has finally gotten to me; I don't feel like writing much.