Weak

I haven't felt right the last few days.

I've just been tired. I don't know if it has to do with the change in exercise or the change in diet or if it's just a bad run. I've laid off the treadmill for the last two days because I've been so exhausted and creaky.

I can't seem to get my house clean, can't seem to get caught up. But I'm cracking at it, and I'll get there eventually.

Might go see Hellboy II today, probably going to see The Dark Knight on Tuesday night with James, and again next Sunday with the church kids (and whoever else I rope into it). Tomorrow is the Youth Ministry picnic and Thursday we'll be installing my new wall unit. I finally tracked down a Draco statue, and also picked up a chrome Bowen Collosus. I just heard back from the Shifletts and my Ol' Scratch should be done when they get back from the San Diego Comic Con.

I spent entirely too much time and money in places I shouldn't have last week, but conversely I haven't spent any time in those places so far this week. Little boring when you think about it. But it is what it is.

And finally, one of the guys who work for me died this week. He was a good guy, and not just the type of guy who you say was a good guy after he's gone, but the kind of guy everyone liked while he was still around. It's a damn shame, but it happens. He'll be missed.