It's hard to write when you work a lot.  This week I've worked a total of about 65 hours and I am really fucking tired! This is why I'm limiting myself in how much I can work post-Burning Man.  This year the playa will take some getting used to.  I'm having a really hard time imagining myself in Black Rock City, not going to work, not even being in the same realm with my jobs... unreal.

But back to writing.  I thought of something particular to blog about yesterday and now I can't remember what it was for the life of me.  When I'm not working so much remembering will come easier.

The past week has been such an exhausting emotional rollercoaster, it's hard to gather up my thoughts enough to express my feelings without boring everyone with minute details.  I suppose my emotions are still wrapped up in the details of the accident, both with my car and with my personal life.  There's not enough of a time cushion between the events and my current state of mind.  The 3/4 of a bottle of wine that I have just consumed isn't helping things either.

I have officially given up on this blog being anything but a space for experimentation and whining.

Goals for the upcoming week:
-figure out the rest of the insurance mess
-write at least 2 more times
-acquire a hammock
-exchange camera
-finish that damn book already
-don't be late to work
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