I'm beginning to notice that we are really missing memories bad. Time is disappearing and jumping to the point that I've no idea what I've done all day. I was mad last night that everything we were suppose to do- even made a "to do" list the night before that didn't get done. -_-

I've never really ever took notice of these anomalies in the time line before as "missing time", but getting stuff done like getting to work is imperative which makes it obvious. This amounts to more than just being distracted. An other presents and farts off (my view) and nothing gets done...sometimes who, what, or when eludes me. It ends up dark when I'm ready to go.

This morning we were hung up on writing and rewriting a blog page from 8-11:30. I finally took a shower shortly ago. And by my bad, here I am beeching on here.

Gotta go, though I'd say.