Wow. This morning I am tired beyond tired. I did not think I could be this tired and still be standing. (OK, sitting actually). But here I am, eyes half-open and typing. I am just not a getting-to-bed-at-1-a.m. and getting-up-before-noon type of gal. But I am a 9-to-5-er so there you go and here I am. Typing in circles so it would seem. Only 2 more workshops to go and I am done with my fiction submissions and have one non-fiction to go (next week). I was not particularly thrilled with what I workshopped last night, it felt rushed and under-developed to me - not that I wanted to write it into the ground, mind you - I think if I'd had an extra day or so, but I didn't and there you and here I am typing in circles once again.

So, Air America has not even made it to Sac yet and it's already struggling. The fledgling liberal radio network just filed an injunction to stay on the air in Chicago and Los Angeles after those markets dropped the network for bouncing a check. (Via the Smoking Gun).

I'm listening to the much-hyped Nellie McKay double CD that everyone seems to be salivating over and I have to confess that it just irritates the beejeezus out of me. The record annoys me so much I haven't even made it to the second disc. I know why people like her so much, she's 19, cute as all hell and definitely has a voice and is very precocious. And yet somehow, for me, none of it seems to add up to anything that's interesting or resonates. I'll take some Fiona Apple, Eleni Mandell or Mary Margaret O'Hara instead, thanks.

But I'll give it another spin or two and try to listen to the other disc. You see, I want my annoyance to be well-informed.

Have I mentioned lately how much the Kings are depressing me lately? I can't even watch, it's too aggravating, too upsetting. See ya around next year. Feh. I really hope I am wrong about that and that they'll miraculously emerge from this slump to kick the Mavs' collective asses...but, well....nevermind.

Hmmm...but today has not been entirely crap (yet). Taxes are done, mailed and money will eventually be on its way. I just received an e-mail from a friend with whom I have not talked in a long while. There are no plans tonight other than trashy reality TV and going to bed early and this weekend we will actually do social things and that is good.