
Post Note: I can tell that I've been stressed when I start getting dates wrong. The Dick Roast is actually tomorrow night, not Thursday night. My bad.
I think I'm a little over committed at the moment.
In addition to fighting the nasty little cold that's been going around I've been swamped with both writing stuff and work stuff. Over the past week I've been pulling together a script for the roast, hosting the podcast and facing the looming deadline for my column in The Business Monthly. At the same time I've been working on an increasingly complex deal at that has begun to take it's toll on my patience and humor.
I really don't have time to be sick right now.