Life is good, so I whine.

I haven't been keeping up with any of my blogs recently because, well, life is just too busy these days. I mean, I really shouldn't complain: I have new job offers coming out of the woodwork, there's a very nifty new project underway at my current employer ("there is not a single problem in computer science that cannot be solved with yet another layer of abstraction"), I have a wonderful wife and two beautiful children.

It's just a stressy week. There's way too much to do and too few brain cells with which to do it. Yesterday Kouryou-chan had her dance class and Omaha had a podcaster's meeting to attend, and I needed to run by my broker's office (man, that sounds weird to me) to pick up some paperwork before I headed over to the Macintosh repair store to pick up Omaha's still-dead G5. Today Kouryou-chan has her choir and there's a whole bunch of evening events: her school is having an end-of-year picnic, her dance class has photographs, and there's something else, too, but I can't remember what.

Meanwhile, I'm ripping my hair out trying to assemble birch and willow bundles for an, um, art project. Yeah, yeah, that's what it's called nowadays, an "art project." (You can get away with almost anything by calling it an "art project.") There are plenty of willow trees about, but most of them are on private property and out-of-reach. Oh, yeah, and I need more rope, too.

I did some writing recently, but dammit, after 14,000 words I can't seem to get Jessinica and Gwo down below 5000. This is frustrating. This was just a little exercise in story scoping and now it's going south on me. Grr.