... and it is. This week's strip was written a few weeks ago, but languished until the crisis it refers to had blown over. Well, it's more or less blown over. It's not getting worse, anyway. (On a related note, if I seem to be scowling weirdly or breaking off mid conversation or suddenly bending over when I'm talking to you or whatever for the next, ah, week or so? it's nothing personal, and nothing to worry about.)
Back at work and busy busy busy. I'm never going to have any free time ever again, am I?