I turn 44 in a week. I can't sleep. I want an iPhone.(this is not the reason I can't sleep) I partially installed a water feature in my back yard today. I ran out of poop.(poop=steam) It was 98 degrees and I soaked my clothes, t-shirt AND pants.(well, I guess I actually had plenty of steam) I applied for a job last week. I don't think I'll get it. I haven't interviewed for a job in many years. I'm scared. I haven't been to Weight Watchers in over a month. I've had a bit of a relapse. Ummmm....I can't think of anything else. Except that perhaps that I really, really hate summer.