Demons

Well, it's that time of the month when I become bloated and paranoid, so today my pants are too tight and all my blog ideas seem stupid. I took some ibuprofen earlier, but that has done nothing to cure the bloated and gross feeling, and it hasn't made me any less psychotic. Perhaps some chocolate will take care of the latter. Can't hurt. And perhaps a spoonful of Nutella after that.

Tonight Angela and I are reading more of Angels and Demons. Atlanta and Jacksonville play preseason football too, but I'm going to be disciplined and concentrate on the quality time instead. Or maybe we can have the TV on mute while we're reading and I can glance at the score once in awhile. ;) I know...there is a fine line between successful multi-tasking and losing focus completely, and I promise to focus. TV off, a great book, my favorite person, and wine and cheese. A great evening ahead.

But first I must work on other writing projects, spend 45 minutes on the treadmill, and participate in the second of three fantasy football drafts. And imbibe some chocolate-laced ibuprofen.