Dear Me,

  Have I told you that my cat chewed on a book so hard he actually put a whole in the spine of a trade paperback?

He has a taste for the high quality plastic bags that book store gives you.  So now I just carry the book to the car.

Yeah, I'm bored.  I don't want to do research and, I don't know if it's because or just general frustration/depression/anxiety of helping the S.O. find a job but I just feel so bleh. Uninspired and I hate myself for it.  I should probably start exercising.  Maybe it would help me get rid of my anxiety/depression and I can work out what to write.