This week hasn’t been exactly the best week I can muster up. In fact, I seriously doubt it would ever reach a “top ten best” list for anything.

I have been seriously considering some things, one of them my online contest “Elimination.” It has been a little over a year, but I feel that itch to put it together and see what happens.

The problem is that as much of an itch I get, I still don’t have the emotional motivation to actually do something with it.

I have a sketch idea of what I want to do, but it’s really not enough to work with unless you’re willing to make more effort than writing a doodle on a napkin. Considering I have two “Elimination” contests under my belt, I should have more than scratches and scribbles.

And save for spending time with my son, this is the highlight of my week.

I feel like I have lost so much ground on so much of my life, and that I am drowning under everything. Physically, I’m not really doing too well, either. The past week has simply been a clusterfuck of everything happening all at once.

Have you ever felt like everything worth living for simply kicks you when you’re down? That’s what I feel like. I’m struggling with the concept of making the basic effort to take a shower, all because I’m simply too spread thin.

I had to get a new CD-ROM drive, and I decided to get an external one. For $60, I found it much better as an option than an internal one for $85, and without all the hassle of opening the case, popping the old one out, snapping the first one in, then finding out it doesn’t work. It works wonders, and I was able to re-initialize the router and have control of it again.

As cool as that could be, it held my interest for about 12 seconds. In fact, I’ve pre-blogged about two other things while writing this entry. That’s how much interest I have in the CD-ROM.

I’ll live. Right?