Everyday is a winding road

Big ass project ends this month. I am dying to wrap this up already. Work’s starting to burn me out and making me seriously unproductive. I feel like a zombie every day at work. Get far far away I must when we close. I need to clear my head, relax my bones, chill with Carpet Head…

Oh, I have a new book to read. Carpet Head lent me book one of the Sword of Truth series by Terry Goodkind. I love fantasy books so I’m pretty sure I’m going to like this one. The only thing I hate about reading a series is that it’s addictive and I will most probably pine away for the other books after I devour one. Fortunately for me I already know where to source the next three. Hah. I lurve.

Speaking of books, I stopped trying to read Watchmen. Couldn’t quite get past the first chapter without dozing off. Last week, I tried re-reading Angels and Demons, but I couldn’t spare the time. Now I’m wondering how the hell I’m going to get through Terry Goodkind. Gah.

Hmm I haven’t been writing in here for a while. I realized I feel just a tad bit self conscious now about the stuff I ramble about in here. Hmm..

The Prayer by Charlotte Church and Josh Groban is the only track on my playlist right now and I’ve been listening to it all day since yesterday. Maybe I’m feeling the need for some heavenly guidance.

It’s stress, I think.