I cut my finger off!
Oh, if only I were joking, gentle reader.
Please excuse my extended and inexcusable absence. Due to the extreme nature of my self-inflicted injury, I’ve been on some pretty serious pain meds (woo hoo!) and exceptionally disinclined to do anything whatsoever requiring my right hand. Typing is a bore and mouse-using is just plain wrong.
Luckily for all concerned, the offending digit- well, digit tip, I shouldn’t overstate the situation- has been thwarted in its attempts to start a new life for itself independent of the rest of the body and is /wigglefinger… good as new!
(Possibly better. I suspect it may contain bionic components and fight crime while I’m asleep.)
Please bear with me while I continue to recuperate; rest assured I am devouring Cataclysmic priest information and will regurgitate it, well-filtered, when the whole pain situation dies down and typing becomes less of a chore.
My most sincere and heart-felt gratitude to those who noted my absence and, in some astonishing cases, missed me. I have missed our excellent discussions and my beloved guildmates more than I care to say.
And to prove my devotion, here’s a free tip for priests and non-priests alike: Don’t turn around when someone calls your name if you are simultaneously slicing tomatoes.