The primary reason that I have been away is that I have been in a mental hospital after suffering a nervous breakdown. I had been becoming increasingly agitated over a period of months, which my doctors attributed to chronic exposure to the misuse of literally. I reached my wits' end when I read in the local paper "...rather then [sic] give up, he literally set himself on fire in order to complete the task." My wife found me curled up in a ball in the corner, clutching a copy of Strunk & White. I was admitted and treated with liberal doses of P.G. Wodehouse Jane Austen, and since then I have recovered enough that I even survived the assault of de-ba'athification today with but a small jolt.