26-Feb-2007

As some of you may have noticed, I have not been blogging.  If you were to ask me why (which would imply that you care), I would not be able to give you any sort of coherent answer, other than the fact that I've been working on my own writing, getting next to nothing done, and feeling rather frustrated with myself and my apparent lack of ability or energy.  But really, I'm not whining.  For the most part, I've been happy.  Take yesterday, for example, when the Designated Driver not only ordered pizza in celebration of the Oscars, but also made guacamole and cobbler.  Apparently, food makes me happy right now.  As does sleep.  Again, take yesterday, wherein I did not drag my fat ass off the couch until around 2 PM to go for a jog.  But seriously, why leave your house when there's an SVU marathon on USA? 

Also, I have started this horribly annoying habit of falling asleep on the couch, then sleeping there until, say, 7:30 AM, at which point I stumble into my room and sleep for another hour or so.  The problem is that my DVD player is broken, and I don't have cable in my room.  I have to have background noise when I fall asleep.  Otherwise, I will hear evil spirits and murderers and Bill Cosby's unforgettable Ghost Dad.  Serves me right, I guess, cause I had a nightmare last night.  A Vince Vaughn nightmare.  He was a serial killer who was basically made of a kevlar, and I had a gun, but what use is a gun against a man made of kevlar?  He was also half-robot, which is still confusing to me, as Vince Vaughn is about the least robotic person I can think of.  Anyway, I woke up in a panic around 4:30, then could not get back to sleep.  Guess I shouldn't eat cobbler and guacamole in the same sitting, huh?