I have not written anything in a while.  To be honest I just haven’t felt like it.  Or nothing really exciting is going on in my life.  I’m bored at the moment, don’t mean this very moment but in general.  I’m going to Vegas in less that a week and I bounce between mild excitement, and apathy.  I know I’ll have a fantastic time when I get there, I guess it just hasn’t hit yet.

The one event I was looking forward to was seeing John Grishmem speak tonight, but my friend had to bail and I facing the possibility of having to go by myself.  The idea of sitting down at a restraint by myself is unpalatable at best but to get dressed up and plop down in a theater for a live show stag makes my stomach turn. 

I have this list of things I need to do but just can’t seem to get motivated to do any of them.  If you have ever read more than one of my journal entries you will know this is a common problem for me.  I never do anything till the last second, and then usually in a sloppy fashion.  I am about to jump out of my skin at the moment, I guess the combination of dr. pepper and coffee with my ADD meds might have something to do with that but my focus has never seemed worse.

Kim is coming home this weekend and my Mom is coming for a day visit tomorrow and then I leave for Vegas on Sunday.  I need to make it up to my parents and visit with my Dad and the Grand parents but it all seems too rushed, or probably more honestly I can’t seem to find the motivation.