The only thing worse than writer's block is being ready to start another project without having any idea what that project should be. I have several possibilities but for some reason I can't get excited enough about any of them. I hate that every time I finish something big, I get the nasty feeling I'm never going to write anything again. It's not probable, but still.
Also, adding to the list of future haiku marathons: Javier Grillo-Marxuach's The Middleman. It deserves some kind of special award for pure geeky deliciousness. And then another award for sheer quotability. So if you haven't seen it, I firmly but respectfully suggest that you amend your ignorance at the nearest opportunity, barring of course any life-threatening or world-ending extra-terrestrial, supernatural or supervillain-related occurrences. (...art crawl!!)