Yesterday, while pretending to be a pirate, my nephew wacked me in the face with a piece of wood. He got 15 minutes on the Naughty Step; I got a weekend stay in a topnotch Brussels hotel by way of an apology. Though I won't dare show my face there before this shiner's gone down a bit...

I'm really up against it at work, and I don't know if I'll get much of a chance to update this week. Can I survive a week without LJ? We're about to find out!