Say What?

After last night, I was dreading today. With two presentations today, I thought I was going to spend the whole day stressed out and tired. Well, I was right about half of the equation - I was dead tired. Then this afternoon I sit down at my computer and think to myself, "Oh yeah, I wrote up a post for my blog at like 3am. I don't fully remember what I said in it. I should check that out."

Apparantly I am much more honest when I am dead tired and my brain has been fried from writing around 12 pages of information, because I probably wouldn't have written that otherwise. Now, I could erase that post, but I am not one to take things back once I say them. The truth is that my last post really does explain the way I feel (albeit a little more frazzled and desperate than normal . . . I was tired), but I'll be damned if I am not a little sorry that I posted it. Maybe it is my paranoid nature, but I just can't help but think that this blog is going to end up coming back and biting me in the ass one of these days.

Well, until that day comes I will keep writing things here and hope for the best.