I mailed an entry today for a playwriting contest. It's for a one-act play that clocks in at 45 pages. The deadline is Tuesday; I hope it arrives in time. It's called "Break the Moon."

Half-way through the fat loss challenge and my motivation is waning but I'm hanging in there. Spent 6 of the last 7 days at the gym and met three times with my trainer.

Sure, I can see results, but I still want a cheeseburger. Dinner was a can of tuna. When you have to fight with a cat for your dinner, it's time to take stock.