I am back. I have been back for quite a while, but Abraham was languishing in the tender care of A, and was not retrieved until this afternoon. Then, K^y declared I wasn't allowed to turn it on. She thought I was addicted and should be weened off. Much she knows, I'm sure.

But finally, I could stand it no longer. It probably didn't help that the conversation I was spuriously involved in revolved around hairstyles, a subject I have next to no interest in. I caved, I ran to my room, and welcomed Abe back into my life. He sulked for a bit, but I reassured him that I loved him, so now, I think, we can continue with perfect equanimity.

Hello world, it's nice to be back in my little place.