wash, rinse, repete

It's going to be one of those weeks where you just keep pushing forward.  At least, I hope it is.  I've got a lot to get done by the end of the month.  Seriously, I don't have much to say this morning since it's same old, same old right now.  I went to bed thinking of the chapter I have to work through today, and I woke up thinking about it, but unless something happened in my subconscious in the middle, I don't have anything new to bring to my computer this A.M.  We'll see in about an hour.  That's the thing about the subconscious–it's, ah, subconscious.

Trent, you annoy me so.