In case you've been wondering...

I work. That equals 8 hours. possibly 9 depending on the amount of people losing their homes that day. Ah, the real estate bubble popped and I put food on my table by working in that sticky mess it left behind.

I watched 4 talking heads consistently Mon through Fri. Keith Olberman, Rachel Maddow, Jon Stewart, and Stephen Colbert. That equals roughly 2 hours with dinner somewhere in there.

I sleep. If it can be called sleep. That equals anywhere from 6-8 hours.

So let's see. 8 and 2 and 8 on the outside... that's 18.
Hmm... What the hell is happening to the other 6 hours of the day?

Well this was supposed to be a blog about how I've been so busy I can't let my friends know I'm okay and stuff. Now I see here I'm apparently frittering away six hours of the day.
I guess this means I've no excuses.

Shame on me.