Sorry I've been so quiet over the last little bit. Life has been pleasantly busy lately.

As I mentioned a little while ago, I was recently promoted. The new position is a pretty demanding because - despite the fact that there is more work and responsibility - I have less staff underneath me (no sexual harassment jokes please. HR doesn't find them funny, and consequently, neither do I ). It also requires that I'm constantly on the phone to people all around the world. Sound glamorous and fun? It's not. Conflicting time zones and interesting accents (UK, I'm looking at you) make it something of a pain.

But it's not all bad. I have more freedom, answer to fewer people, and, of course, there's more money! Not a hell of a lot more, but enough to make life a bit more comfortable. So comfortable, in fact, that I'm moving (see below). I say this because along with the chaos that normally accompanies moving, the new flat we're moving into doesn't have a phone line/ADSL hooked up. We'll obviously tend to that, but SA's telecommunications company is notoriously bad, so it could take up to 3 months to get done. I'll hop onto GS every once in a while at work but, as you can imagine, they tend to frown on that a little.

Blue = old and busted. Red = new hotness.

I've been dabbling in some short story writing, and really enjoying myself. I can't remember the last time I wrote something that wasn't for work or in blog form, and reacquainting myself with the craft has been gratifying. I promised myself I'd publish at least one of them on GS, and had a promising candidate in the works, but I think it might be a little too serious - that, and I can't figure out how it should end - so I'm going to go with a more light-hearted story, the first part of which I will put up in the next few days.

I'm interested to see how it is received. It's a little juvenile - well, not juvenile as such, but certainly pretty silly. I think that has a lot to do with the fact that I wrote most of it in a pub.