I'm loosing ground

The weasel is beating the shit out of me.  I haven’t worked out in a full week and half.  I think that makes the score Weasel 8 : me 2. 

I’m going to do better in April, I promise (not that it’s going to do any good, I promise to do that all the time and never do)

I had several things on my mind that I should blog this morning, but have promptly forgotten them.  The first reason is that I’m beginning to believe that the post office has intercepted the Paxil that I was having a friend mail me… so I’m not running on fumes with precious little chance to refuel until Sat.  By that time my system will have completely flushed it out and I may be having some anxiety / depression issues.  Combine that with the bursitis in my knees flaring up again and it hurting to do more than sit and walk (damned weasel is going to win, I can feel it).  AAAAANND, the State of Colorado pulled the plug on my last project yesterday, making a local paper… I feel just ducky.   Like a duck with tourettes that is!! All I want to do is drink this lovely 100% Kona coffee and swear my brains out.

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