It's 11 am currently and I'm dead tired, but I'm here to log my word count for the day.

But, before I do that, let me list you a few sad escuses why it's such a pitiful amount.

1. Spent most of the morning working on this blog, figuring out my afternoon plans, plan a meeting with a school advisor and working out.
2. Lunch with co-workers (mmmm Armenian BBQ is the best).
3. Had to meet brother in Simi Valley and drop off bicycle parts.
4. Had to pick up my grandma's gift for her birthday party Saturday (this took longer than expected. Thanks Studio City. You suck).
5. By the time I arrived home it was dinner. A few packages arrived along with the USB drive I'd ordered to transfer all my music in one go from my old laptop to the new. That took some time and patience.

By the time I started working on my draft, my brain had already begun to turn to evening slop. Usually when I start early in the morning I can keep going through out the day, but it's rare for me to find any brain juice slurping around up there past 8 pm. Let alone, any useful brain juice.

Drum roll please.

WORD COUNT: 208 586

At least I tried, right?

EDIT (12:38 AM)

Well, would you look at what a little more effort, a little bit of pushing does. I doubled what I originally wrote. I believe it had to do with less distractions. My phone finally was able to work, no longer had to stop and keep attempting at fixing and playing with it. Plus, less stress. With a little relaxation, a lot can get done.

Still, I'm sure tomorrow when I look over what I've written down I'm sure I'll find some nice gems (was I drunk or something when I wrote this?)