loopy, thanks for the asking

I had a small success today. For the first time I walked all the way up to the grocery store, bought a loaf of bread and some cheese, and walked all the way home. It took about an hour and involved a hill.

Better late than never.

I think back to all of my evenings and can't figure out what the heck I've been doing. Probably World of Warcraft crossed with idle Internet surfing mixed with liberal amounts of tv vegetation.

Or maybe only today is real and the rest has been a dream. And in that time I've died a thousand tiny deaths...

Or maybe I should drink more water. I may not be hydrated enough to speak to the Internet.