Speaking of addictions, I had a little run-in with a wonderful condiment called clotted cream. It's supposed to be eaten on scones but I was prone to munching the stuff clean off the knife. Considering it's about 60% pure fat, I'm glad I was able to leave it behind.
There were shockingly few developments waiting for me upon my return, I'm disappointed to say. But I'm looking forward to getting back into the grind: working on a new essay as well as some poems and some reviews. Will keep you all posted if there's any news.