I don't know if it was the Sam Adams Octoberfest (or however they spell it) that I bought a single of at the HEB tonight after 1/2's suggestion, but I am feeling rather grim today.

I have hit the proverbial wall.
Do you want to know how hard I've hit that wall? I just wrote "I have hitten the proverbial wall." Hitten. Hitten? And the sad thing is -- it sounds right in my mind.

I don't like this at all. I picked up Life of Pi on Monday night and finished it last night. I'm voraciously digging through books and writing endless amounts of letters. And I still don't feel any better.

It is very easy to get into the habit of wake up, go to work, go home, sleep.

One actually somewhat amusing thing that happened this evening: someone Google searched "horses horses horses horses Meg Ryan" and my blog came in 4th on the Google listing.

Just amusing. Grimly amusing but it's a start.