All right, so maybe I jumped the gun a little bit on giving up my writing aspirations. After a nice long talk with Editor Cathy she assured me I did my best and that story really was good...but I should have double checked with my sources on what was put out there in the story. Point well taken. Lesson learned. Consider my fingers well smacked. Cathy being the kind soul she is, is going to help me craft a little response to the offended emailer. Post deadline of course.

For some reason I've felt really off lately. Not quite myself. I just don't seem to be getting much joy out of my days. I guess it's the reality of life just beating the crap out of me on a daily basis. Could also be I don't get more than 5 or 6 hours of sleep in a night and end up a cranky biznitch the next day because of it. There is something to be said about the whole sleep deprivation thing. The nice lady who took my blood tonight (my regular attempt to do something good for humanity) told me that if I don't start slowing down and taking it easy I'll make myself older than I am in no time flat. God, I already fell like I'm about 80 some days. Heaven forbid my body goes anymore down hill.

The whole losing weight thing is not going well at all. I'm starting to slack on the exercise portion. Oh, I still have hockey two times a week but I should be lifting weights and doing other forms of cardio. Just can't find the time for it. No, scratch that. Just not making the time for it. My mom always said that you make time for the things you really want to do. Somewhere I think the old woman isn't too far off.

Ack, did I just admit my mother was right about something?! I must be getting tired. Now I'm not even starting to make sense...