post-lite

can you blame me? i've got 60 pages of material due at work next week, and though i've got a lot done, i don't feel anywhere close to being done. i'm dying to work on the end of personal demons, and i just fucking found out that one my favorite authors in the genre that i write in is naming her next book PERSONAL DEMON, for god's sake. i'm also thinking a lot about the editing process, and where/how i'm going to tighten my writing and my story. i'm also thinking a lot about ghostkeeper, which will be my second books series. i'm also keeping up the exercise/eating right thing. i'm also managing to pay my bills on time, cook spectacular dinners, maintain my MSN-based chats, read two novels, hire a personal trainer, get the lenses in my glasses replaced, watch chris's team play softball, and sleep between 7-8 hours a night. poor chris is being ignored and deprived.

how in the hell did i get so busy? i don't like being busy. i am not a busy-type person. i am more a couch-potato type person who gets off on reading lots of books, preferably while watching TV and listening to music, yes, at the same time. i am one of those people who can literally sit in the same position without so much as a fidget for HOURS. so how did i get here, to this place where time to be a vegetable has been sucked up by the vacuum of work, social, and personal improvement projects? i am not this motivated! really, i'm not! maybe i've been possessed. yeah, that must be it...

sorry for the blog-lite post. it was a necessity, i'm afraid. i'll try for better next time, but the reality is that i prolly won't be able to do a thinky-thinky thing until after june 8. deadline, baby, yeah!