I actually have to blame work for my ghostishness. I think I just invented a word!
Anyway, the job I took like 2 months ago is in the middle of a VERY complex construction suit. Somebody was crazy enough to figure out how much discovery had been generated and I think the count was somewhere near 70,000 pages. I have 2 banker's boxes stuffed on my floors and I'm about to send a 6 inch thick summary judgment motion to this poor judge. He's gonna stroke out when he sees it!
On top of that, my fiance is in football season (he coaches), my kids are in soccer, we're planning the wedding and buying a new home. And I've been sick. So nah, nothing much going on with me!