Routines.

I am like an infant in that I need routines. And since I was just a victim of the economy a little over a week ago, my routines have been shot to Hades. Crap.

Mail Order Zombie, my fave podcast, is as much a victim as I am. Not to mention the 9,000 other podcasts I listen to. I will be remedying that shortly.

My Bloglines? Totally victimized. I logged in today, saw over 300 entries, and shut the entire Internet off, choosing to cower under my afghan rather than confront the angry little highlighted numbers.

Man. Even nerdgirls need routine.