Yesterday, I woke up in London to the news that Global Voices was down, our lead designer was on an airplane and no one could wake our sysadmins. And then I took my sixth transatlantic flight in four weeks.
Today, Rachel and I drove to Boston and back for a doctor’s appointment, and I got home to discover that my laptop had crashed. Hard. I’m borrowing her laptop as I try to diagnose what’s wrong with my poor machine.
I’m feeling a little like crashing myself. Or perhaps like I’ve crashed. There’s a couple of things I’d like to write on this blog, but it may take a little while for my brain to reboot.