This post is not coming from a sentient computer, cryogenically frozen head in a jar, consciousness uploaded to the Internet, nor from any another dead-reaching-out-into-life kind of thing. I'm still alive, promise. I've just been spending all my available pain-free time working on my main venture - Tipsy Sheep Yarn - so that I can have everything for the business squared away before my surgery renders me unable to work.
I should be able to get a few reviews done before I go under the knife in the second week of March. And I plan to watch lots and lots of X-Files during my recovery. I'll at least get EBE up for you, which has been sitting half finished in the queue for nearly a month now. Promise.
To reiterate. Not dead. Just hurting. Sorry.