I'm looking ahead to the weekend and all i can say is it seems full. There is much to do about everything. Plus, the Asylum Street Spankers are coming to town. A much awaited treat for those of us who know and love them and their music. However, before i get there i have many more phone things to do today and yesterday that proved to be very frustrating. I realized that i hate making phone calls to more than a couple of people in a day. Large lists of people to get through is just know fun. I find myself almost praying for answering machines so that i can just leave a message and not actually talk to anyone. However, at the end of the day when i tried to make personal calls and got answering machines it drove me crazy. Although perhaps an answering machine is better than being asked to hang on and hearing not so much arguing as a heated discussion that i've obviously called in the middle of and then feel like whatever i had to say suddenly is really unimportant and can wait. So, in the end i find that i'm really tired and sore from sitting at a desk and want nothing more than to relax with friends doing anything that doesn't require me sitting in front of a computer screen with a phone in my ear.~w

After yesterday's adventure awaking to grey skys today i find i want to move slow and deliberately rather than flying around. So far i've gotten the slow thing down pretty good. The good news is that i can breathe again.~w

Today is full of odd ball things. I'll start with a massage, then work like a busy bee for a few hours before the office closes to celebrate the 40th birthday of one of our own. After that we parade over to the motion picture studio to conduct auditions for actors for several hours. On top of it all, part of my head is still stuffed up. Even looking at the day from this end it doesn't make sense. Outside of my little world even stranger things are brewing. Speaking of which...i was thinking...what do you think will cost America more, a) converting all the cars on the road to electric or alternative fuel so we don't need to import oil or b) waging war against Iraq? I say this because an ex-military friend of mine was speaking with a military buddy who informed him that "to prepare" they'd started running bombing or missle practice with live weapons, increasing their daily budget by thousands of dollars per missle fired.

Anyway, i'm torn...i could worry about the small world i affect or the larger one. Both will give me plenty to fuss over, but where will i find the most joy and spread the most joy? How can i do my small part for the greater good of all most effectively? I think that starts by recognizing my limited ability to figure out what is best for everyone else.~w

Day two is worse than day one of head cold. I even came home early wrapped up warm and drank tea and ate soup. Grrr. I want it to go away now. It makes it hard to think and my nose seems to drip incessantly when i sit in front of the computer. Murg. I'd rather go back to bed than to work, but there are some deadlines for shipping that need attending to today.~w

I woke up this morning with a head cold. Apparently i let my stress level get to high over the past few weeks. I'm trying to beat it back before it becomes more than a headache and sniffles. I don't have time to be sick.~w

It's late, but i'm finally getting around to typing something. I've been in hiding this weekend working on a webpage and learning chord theory on the piano and trying to relax and not think about everything that had me busy thinking this week. In other words, i'm trying to relax. I don't think i've done a particularly good job of it, but i gave it the old college try. I keep sitting down for a moment of blissful nothing only to find myself getting up and doing something again or chewing on a new idea in my brain. I think the best thing i did for all that was a nice long walk yesterday after it finally stopped raining. The world looked clean and peaceful after several hours of downpour. Tomorrow i jump back into the fray, but i feel like i might just have to watch some mindless tv this evening to give my brain some time to recharge. Do brains have batteries?~w