RSPCA - Simon's Sister's Dog 'Fed Up'

Blargh glahg blorrrr

I don't know what the hell is wrong with me - why I haven't written on here for three weeks or why I want to go to sleep before midnight and cannot rouse myself before nine a.m., why I am falling asleep at my desk at 4:00 pm every day and feel as if Velveeta is running in my veins....

It's probably the short-ass days and cold weather that makes me all grumbly-hungry bear wanting to go into hibernation, or maybe it is sheer, unending monotony and the need for an island escape, or maybe it is career coma...who knows. I need to snap the hell out of it. I don't feel depressed, just lazy. It usually happens after I've gathered a bit of momentum and am getting excited about performing prospects....and then there is the weird let-down.

Lordy, if I am this way now, I cannot imagine how sedentary and blarghy I will be in twenty years. Time to get MOVING. Ugh, but where??