That's pretty much my state of mind right now. I feel like I haven't stopped all weekend. I wrote and submitted a flash fiction piece yesterday, edited and re-sent two stories today, and critted another story. All of that aside from the great signing on Saturday, minor x-mas shopping (only 1 thing, but still), the usual errands and cleaning, and going to the library sale this morning. My 'to read' pile is growing behind my back, and could start terrorizing small countries at any moment. And the day job just keeps getting flakier.

I guess I'll dust off my sense of adventure and purchase a six-pack of patience. Oh, and start the annual moratorium on the Maul.