For the record:

[rinue]

I am fine now; if you have been worried, there is no reason to continue to be. I could quote the end of Much Ado, all that bit of "when I died I was your other wife and when you mourned you were my other husband; now I live" blah blah blah, but it never made much sense and anyway I don't remember it accurately.

In any case, as my friends already know, proper pruning has made me resilient once more, and invulnerable for who knows how long.

I realize I'm being cryptic, but my hands are really tied, here. Feel free to e-mail me off-lj and ask "what the hell?"

The main point is: I have made it through the long dark teatime of the soul and am ready for supper.