Bad news
Well, Internet, I have totally whiffed on this. I am seriously annoyed with myself about it, but I lay most of the blame at the feet of the sleeping sickness I appear to have come down with that makes me decree that it is Time. For. Bed!!! at earlier and earlier times of the day.
In other bad news, I got a Nintendo DS for Christmas (that’s not the bad news). Today, I went out and bought BrainAge (still, not terrible news yet). Unfortunately, my Brain Age is 71 (that was the bad news right there, in case you missed it).
My only, only consolation is that D’oh’s Brain Age is 75. But that doesn’t erase the fact that when I saw the high number I got psyched because I thought 20 was the lowest. Except, well, you can probably figure out why I was sad about that because I suspect your Brain Age is higher (dang it!) lower than mine.
Off to bed now, campers, it’s almost 9:00!
Don’t feel bad - you did an astonishing amount of writing during the busiest time of the year. And you had all those darn nieces and nephews to pay attention to, and cheesecakes to make, and beers and wines to drink, and beef jerky to buy! Of course you couldn’t write EVERY day! Who does that?
I have no idea what you mean by Brain Age, but I have a feeling mine would be very bad (whether that is high or low, I’m not sure, but it would be bad. THAT i’m sure of.