Last week was a long week. And tomorrow, or today depending on what you believe, another long one is about to begin. Hopefully soon I can go into more details, but for now....

I bit my tongue real bad on Thursday. It was so bad that it quickly became painful to swallow, chew, and even talk. Had nature found a way to shut Jason up for a bit on a bite? Nope. I found a way. I thought briefly about hand gestures, using them to talk. But I soon realized it'd basically be just one hand gesture over and over. Then I realized that if I grit my teeth, it didn't hurt so bad to talk.

When you grit your teeth and talk to folks, they listen because they think you're pissed off. I may keep talking like this for a while longer than needed.

I was hoping to have a new version of Devil's Advocate finished by the weekend. Considering this is the last day of the weekend and there's still hours of work to be done, it isn't going to happen. There has just been too much going on around here. And I did realize that if you don't take breaks from things, it becomes increasingly more difficult to finish them.

For example, think of a huge puzzle of a skyline and intersecting forest. If you work on it for hours upon hours, all the little pieces become just blues and greens. Sure, you can still piece them together, but it becomes harder to see cloud lines and tree limbs that can help you solve the puzzle.

I wonder if life really is a puzzle.

  ¶ 1:51 PM