I should be writing, and finishing the drywall in my bathroom.

Driving back to Atlanta..to watch the Daytone 500...then packing up and getting ready to head to Mobile tuesday...Don't feel like doing any of that, so I guess pretty soon me and pops are going to go get lunch.

writing a paper on ecommerce and publishing trends. i made it as far as my office, and i'm sitting here, so i'll probably start soon.

practicing some calculus c and writing a materials science paper. But I'm sitting here playing freecell, waiting for the daytona 500 to start.

Oddly enough there are times I actually do what I'm supposed to be doing and still post anyway. Taking my son to a birthday party in abut 5 minutes. Then have gotta work on the broken sump pump in the basement. Then am meeting friends for lunch. Blah, blah.

A presentation booklet that goes to the County Executive this week
Full Page Newspaper Ad
5 Direct Mails
Half Page Newspaper Ad
Two Business Cards, logo spec, etc.

That's off the top of my head. This doesn't look promising.

My Taxes... adding up the receipts from every cab ride I took last year. woot.

--Kevin

my taxes, buying lightbulbs and other home items, cleaning something I'm sure, and various other frank and productive activities.

I should be looking for a new job because my current one barely keeps me above the mendoza line aka poverty level.

nothing

Writing my review of Low's The Great Destroyer.

Folding towels.

Only to have to unfold them as she dries off Hegel, and the rest of the room, after a beer shower gone awry.

should be...

At the gym...

"really' cleaning my apartment...

doing label stuff, since nobody else cares.

meeting someone...

writting hit songs.

I don't have anything I'm supposed to be doing. I cleaned yesterday. It's rainy and snowy and icy and cold out so not going anywhere.

So son is playing with his pokemon cards, Josh is off doing the errands I sent him on, dinner has is being taken care of by the crock pot and I'm going to sit down and finish the book I started last night that I"m practically done with already(in the book's defense it's short) Ocean In Iowa by Peter Hedges. Which is an incredible and touching story.

Keepin' on, keepin' on.

Yeah, I've actually been getting stuff done this weekend, but I only seem to do that when I've got a deadline right in front of me.

All weekend I've been working on something for my class to use for their assignment starting tomorrow night. I'm still kinda worried that I'll be working until late tonight, but I at least know it's not because I didn't put in enough time yesterday.

Now, last weekend... that was a different story.

Was supposed to go out with a couple of friends while the kids were at a birthday party, but they haven't shown up yet.

But the boss gave me another case of Sam Adams for filling in for him last week, so I'm enjoying the bribe while waiting. Lisa can drive this time.

yall are some procreatin mah fuckas.

good call on the taxes

also gonna fold some laundry and maybe work on the resume a bit

and it's fuckin gorgeous outside and my car hasn't been washed in months

1. Replacing the ignition coil on the water heater, so me and the missus can take a shower in the morning.
2. Finishing ripping down the sheetrock in the basement, part of Operation Remodel.
3. Folding laundry.
4. Studying for the GMAT.

I was 29 before my daughter was born. Spent lotsa time not procreatin.

Going to the gym or doing homework. Damn, I love to procrastinate.

i was sleeping.