quel dommage!

I think I actually strained my calf muscles this weekend while doing a workout with the wii fit. How embarrassing/productive-feeling.

I finally finished reading "The Historian". Man. All this time while reading it I've been nervously glancing over my shoulder at every noise, and I'm pretty sure it's sapped all my creative juices just to get through it. I mean, good book. But intense. Like, it stole my life away for a few weeks. Then again, I'm pretty sure that happens with every book I get into. Hmm.

Not much to say, therefore. I need to go home and do something productive so that I feel useful again.