Yeah, it pretty much sucks

I'm getting to that age where I frequently find messages on my vox from doctors. Never with good news, either.

I think my doctor has hired people to watch me eat and make a list of every tiny thing I enjoy, even a little bit, so he could tell me that I shouldn't eat it any more. At some point it gets ridiculous.

But, I'll stick with it, and eat my rabbit food, take my meds, watch my blood sugar, whatever. I need to get this surgery and I'd love to get it the hell over with!

I really need to start working on a couple of new tunes but I just can't seem to get motivated. I mean, I can hear these tunes in my head and they sound great, and I'm pretty sure I can make them sound like that when I actually record them, but it's hard to get motivated.

I also need to start writing stuff down for this TV series idea I have. I'll start putting it together in a little while--it'll be great, and different, and find an audience. If I can find a network or studio interested in producing it, that is!

In the mean time I'll crunch my granola and keep trying to see the bright side. It ain't easy.