Are you asleep?

Ok, so I took a break today and enjoyed my day off. I did not, in fact, write like a maniac. No page update here.

I think blogging may be a dangerous new obsession for me. During the day I see something interesting and I think, ooh I should blog about that. Of course, when it comes time to actually sit and write, none of those clever things come to mind. Still, no one has EVER said I had trouble thinking of things to talk about. In fact, I have the other problem. But at least with blogging I can delete the extraneous paragraphs after I write them. I really wish I could do that in life sometimes. No particular incident comes to mind, but there are many times I think, wow I've been talking for 10 minutes, I wish I could take some of that back.

Today I was not good about my food. I wasn't bad, but I wasn't anywhere near the vicinity of good either. I thought about the food plan once or twice... But I still had waffles and enchiladas. And maybe a teeny tiny ice cream. With hot fudge. Was it the best choice? Well actually, I think so. If I had had my vanilla bean tea, maybe things could have gone differently. But I didn't have my tea.

I'm all tuckered out now and ready for bed. I know, I know, I lead such a wild life. Going to bed at 11:23pm on a Saturday. What a party girl. I'm just saving up all my energy to write a lot of my book tomorrow.

Goodnight. Party on.