is it an addiction if it really, really works?

Like if you have cancer and can't WAIT to get to chemotherapy, are you addicted to it? If so, is that really a problem?

I am tied to my computer, where the magic happens (and I don't mean blogging). Sometime after it gets dark, I go teach class and do comedy. When I'm on the subway, I play with the to-do list on my Treo, which makes me wish I were at my real computer.

If you have been trying to encounter me in real life in order to arrange a meeting or talk to me about something or apologize for what happened at the homecoming dance that one time, please be patient.

If I don't have time to use conditioner, I don't have time for ... well, a lot of things, some of them sitting in an enormous pile of paper on my desk, and some of them having a Y chromosome.

I do, however, have time to write a new review on the Sarcastic Sex Toy Blog.