Well, I think this hyperreligiosity is now behind me; I'm listening to love songs this evening instead of the worship music. I think that is probably a good development. Because I had to deal with the fallout of coming out of craziness today, I haven't been all that motivated to do work. And I have so much to do to get this book out there in the hands of the people it will help.

Probably in trying to overcome my lack of motivation, I have comsumed quite a few stimulants today. I had five or six coffees, nearly two packs of cigarettes and counting, and around four or five cans of soda. I wonder if I will be able to sleep tonight (as I was typing the last sentence, I just yawned). Since it is only a bit after 8PM, I assume I will have a lot more caffeine and nicotine by the end of the day. I was thinking of going for another coffee, but I don't know if I can really afford to spend so much money on coffee for the day. I could always buy a coffee maker and brew my own at home, but then I fear I would never leave my place.

I have to start working on my next book. The problem is that I am terrible at multi-tasking and only want to focus on one thing at a time . . . either promoting Regular & Decaf or writing the next book. I know that I have to be doing both, but it will be difficult for me. I have decided that I will devote one day a week to working on this new book.

There is so much to get done. My strategy is just to take one thing at a time off of my long to-do list, and then try to work as hard as this illness allows me to work.

The song I'm listening to right now was mentioned in Regular & Decaf. It is the song Benji listened to in the hospital while doing yoga stretches in the morning. It is a Haiwiian version of a mixture of "Somewhere Over the Rainbow" and "What a Wonderful World." It is sung by a guy who was named Israel Kamakcisiaasdfjksfj (well, I don't remember what his last name was, but it was something like that). I wonder what is the next song? Here it comes . . . "Strawberry Wine" by Deanne Carter. Wow, does that bring back memories!

I dated a very sweet and pretty girl briefly back in high school who loved that song. I messed it up, of course, by being a jerk, and she dumped me. Everytime I listen to this song it reminds me of her. Funny. I'm not the type to kiss and tell, but I have to say that when I kissed this girl she literally took my breath away. I thought that was just an expression that some writer/poet made up to romanticise things, but I assure you it isn't. It can actually happen. What an amazing memory!