It seems that I am unable to do an accurate recounting of recent events.

Case in point, a class field trip to Monterey three weeks ago that I still haven’t written about, much as I want to. And again, last week’s trip to Disneyland, which will have to wait until after I write about Monterey. And of course, there is this weekend’s field trip to Bodega Bay, which will have to wait until after I write the first two posts.

At least I’ve remembered to post all photos thus far to flickr.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me lately. I have nearly no drive to write. I have slacked off on the reading, and I’m getting horrid headaches every day. Perhaps it’s the headaches that cause the previous two, but it’s hard to tell.

I really do want to write about the stuff I’ve been doing lately, but at the same time, I don’t want to write anything at all. So guess which one wins?

I need to shake myself out of this funk. Like, yesterday. I’m so tired of being tired. And so a promise that I should be able to keep: tomorrow, a post. A real post. About something real.

Nothing like this half-ass apology, “why I’m not writing” sort of post. You deserve better. And, well, I can do better.

Now, to find the aspirin…

–”Don’t You Know Who I Think I Am?”; Infinity On High: Fall Out Boy