Fog

Fog is what I feel like I am in--I am sure five donuts and a double double for lunch have something to do with it.  I tend to eat poorly when I am working hard.  I guess I have a finite amount of will power and I can only use it for certain things. I think I read that somewhere.

All I really wanted to do is to get my fingers moving, to see if I can start writing here and carry over to my thesis.  I also have a post that I was working on that compared my ipad to a girlfriend--in that I grope around underneath the covers in the dark looking for her when I wake up each morning.  Just kidding--I almost never wake up in the dark.