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Tuesday, May 13, 2008

The Opposite of Stress.

Did you guys know the upfronts were happening right now? I didn't. This is what bliss feels like. Well, not really, because I don't think that bliss involves a nicotine patch and seven pounds worth of weight gain. But, it's close.

I'm still not writing (well, I've done 19 very, very bad pages on my DEXTER). I've not been keeping up with the pilot news. I still have no clue what any of the new pilots are -- well, maybe a couple; I'm not dead.

I've been knitting. And watching TV. And eating everything under the sun. And running (18 miles a week). And walking (10 Miles a week). And playing golf. And working out with a trainer... And the seven pounds are finally coming off. It probably helps that I've cut out the In'n'Out burgers...

So, yeah, I'm about ready to come up for air. Just in time to NOT freak out about the upfronts. It's fucking brilliant. I think I'll quit smoking every year at this time.