Thursday, 15 December 2005 | Brown

I know that hearing someone tell you how busy she's been is like hearing her tell you about her dreams in detail, but I have to say, things have been rather crazy. It's to the point where more than 5 hours of sleep per night or spending an hour getting a drink with someone seem like extravagent luxuries. I also haven't seen any form of entertainment in weeks, unless you count watching Todd drill-bomb a wall in order to try to hang a tie rack.

The thing is, most of the things that are keeping me so busy are, by themselves, very good things, but when they come all at once, it's hard to not harbor a little resentment for them. It reminds me of what happens when you combine individually pretty colors and end up with a sick-looking brown.