Due to conditions being less than optimal for me to post I haven't. My brother Darryl's wedding, barge-dodging in the intercoastal with my other brother Darryl, and then a trip to Douglas lake where much of my time was taken up cringing on the bow of the potoon boat wondering how long it was going to take my other other brother Darryl to realize that playing chicken with a bridge piling was a we-lose proposition.
Basically, it's been hectic and my health has shown it. Stress leading to worrying about stress, and then my odd ability to monitor every tic of my body and suddenly think,"What was that?" like I were sleeping in the woods and heard some branches crack under the weight of some large animal. The biggest problem, however, was losing much of my appetite after going through a hyper spell. That didn't stop the beer drinking mind you, but only the healthy stuff during the day. Sorry, Ted, for not eating your burgers, I'm sure they're groovy.
I'm better now that I'm back in a rythm. I'm sure many of you will agree- I had to come back to work to get some rest.
In other news: I have had precious little caffene these last two weeks, and my energy level is up. I hate it. I can't relax, I can't concentrate, I can't just sit and watch TV. That's downright unamerican!
I'm going to go get my alcohol system checked for blood. There may be an imbalance here.
