Please for to write a blog post?

I'm so behind.

I mean, in everything. Case in point: I could not keep my eyes open last night. I was trying, and failing, and finally got so I couldn't produce anything because I was so busy alternately trying to stay awake and failing. So I planned to wake up this morning early because I work late today, and get some pictures downloaded (hello, hundreds of pictures, languishing on memory cards, laughing at me in my dreams) Reality: I woke up this morning having slept on my neck wrong in my hot-ass room, pondered moving through the pain for awhile, wondered why in the hell it's no cooler at 8 a.m. than it is at 10 p.m., crawled to the shower, came back, and sat in the path of the fan until I could move my neck and, therefore, my arm, pondering the ferocity of the searing headache undoubtedly caused by whatever odd neck position that I remained in for approxmately eight and one half hours, and why I felt so much more like shit after the recommended amount of sleep than I do after five hours.

My life is so totally glamourous. How jealous are YOU?

So that means now I'm running as late as I ever am, which is usually at least a little. And all I want to do is sit here with my messed up neck propped up against a bedrest, eat licorice, and zone out while downloading photos.

Can't. Must go, must work through the pain, ignoring all things downloadable and writeable until later tonight.

Meanwhile, here's my latest bit over at BlogHer, and here's another one from the site, Ten Reasons to Ditch the Bottled Water Habit, by Greenlagirl. Freaky. Upsetting. And also a little confusing, because why does so much tap water taste like ass, and bottled water so fresh and lovely?

WHY MUST MY LIFE CONSIST OF ELEVEN MILLION CONFLICTS AND QUESTIONS? This is why my head hurts.

Excellent article from the Sunday Post here , finally, about reinventing your life. Right now I kind of wish I'd chosen Antarctica instead of my current spot, but reinvention is reinvention, friends. Check back with me in a couple of months and I'll give you a pull quote or two from my own experience.

You make it a good day. Stay classy, Internet.

Comments

[joanna]

Give yourself a break, Laurie. It's 900 degrees in the shade and we're all a little wacky or woozy.