This year is already two months down and I feel like I'm just getting going. I got my last christmas present this week. Why do I waste so much time doing things that I really don't care about? I'm two vacations behind getting pictures on the web and I sit here and watch tv that really sucks.

I so tired of being normal (ok, as normal as I ever get) .-. I want to wander down washes and go on volkswalks and take the greyhound bus to places I've never been. I want to read totally non-productive mysteries and history that I enjoy. I think this is spring fever. A little early perhaps but it's been a warm winter even for Tucson.