We lost internet for almost a month, thanks to Verizon's wonderful billing system. Yeah. The less said about that, the better. Besides, I've already worn the subject thin dealing with the various voices on the other end of Verizon's customer service numbers.

Anyway, the signal is back, and better than ever -- we got FiOS installed, and it's fast. I haven't yet had the time to log into World of Warcraft to see if it's better there, but it's been lovely online.

Tomorrow is memkhet's birthday, and we had dinner at her mother's house tonight. She got an 80 gig black iPod, so she's happily organizing her music collection on iTunes right now. I'm sick (she gave it to me), so it's hard to focus on any one thing right now.

But I need to get back into the habit of writing. I "haven't had time" to write since the middle of September, and it's so easy to find yourself living a life you never wanted, to hear yourself saying "I always wanted to write a novel, but I never had the time."

I have to build the discipline back up. To make myself work again, on the things I want to do with my life, rather than simply trudging along, head down, doing only what I'm supposed to do.