The Lost Week - Introduction

I couldn't tell you the last time I had a week off from work. Actually, yeah, I can ... it was in the tail-end of March, maybe April. Don't remember exactly, but I know it's been a while.

But, I put in a shitload of after-hours time at the clinic to catch up my paperwork, so much so that I told them last week that I just need this week to recharge myself. Plus, I don't think I owe those bastards another damn second of my time. And thus was born the Lost Week.

I have seven days of nothing but me, my spare time, and my thoughts. I have assigned some projects for myself, and some odds and ends here and there to tie up - wrestling & movies to watch, books to read, music to listen to, et cetera. The daily Lost Week diatribes will be a commentary on those exact things. I'm taking a notebook on the road with me, to chronicle as much of this as I can. Hopefully it'll be good ... hopefully it won't suck balls.

[Like all projects I set up for myself, this might fall through. If it does, this post will get erased ... nothing like being reminded of your failures. If it doesn't, I'll be taking this line out.]

The fun starts Monday, Sept 19 ... posts will probably go up at night. Late. Enjoy.