I'd Close Off My Diaryland Diary, If Only They'd Let Me

No, seriously: I've been trying to do it for maybe a week now, and the servers keep going down. Because I haven't posted there in eleven days, and anybody who reads my last entry must be convinced I went off and shot myself in the head, which I didn't do--because I'm still writing. Thank God.
1,977 words takes me to the end of the third section, halfway through what I currently have planned for Chapter One. Then it's on (predictably enough) to Chapter Two, and we're rollin', rollin', rollin'. A year or so more of this, and I may actually grow myself a book.;)
But for now, I get to sit here and listen to my overstimulated, constipated son scream his little baby heart out through the monitor, wondering exactly how long it's going to take Steve to wake up and realize what's happening. Five minutes...seven...
Nope, it's obviously going to have to be me. Back soon.