I wish I could fly. I know I could save us somehow.

I know, I know. Epic Fail.

According to the little thing on my "Blogger Dashboard," the last time I updated was July 20. Almost a month ago. And I know that my original intent was a daily update, and then it was a weekly update but. . .I just haven't felt like writing, you know? Sometimes you just don't.

This past week was pretty crazy. Vi was out of town, so CousinCasey was basically in charge, with a little bit of backup help from yours truly. If I do say so myself, we put out three fairly kickass papers on our own. CousinCasey and I even stayed late Thursday for a "breaking news" story. I'm fairly certain we were the only media outlet to publish it that next day. So that was pretty exciting. Maybe I'm a news nerd, but I was pretty stoked.

Friday was CousinCasey's birthday, so we went to the next big city over to have dinner. I was planning on going to a big football game that night, but we didn't get back in time. It's cool, though, because I need to work on being sociable, and going alone to a football game instead of to dinner with like 9 other people isn't exactly part of being sociable.

Truth be told, I've been kind of out of sorts lately. My personal life has taken a large crash and burn, yet again, and I've just been. . .uncomfortable in my own life. That make sense?

So I did something I've kind of looked down on for years. I joined the community of online dating.

Yeah, yeah. Say what you will, but the way I figure it, I work so much because I have nothing to do outside of work. Therefore, by working so much, I'm ensuring that I don't get out and FIND things to do outside of work. It's a catch-22. So I joined a Web site and have, in the last 3 days or so, had what would be considered pretty good luck. I don't know. I'm not really expecting to find the love of my life courtesy of my computer, but I figure, at the very least, I'll find something to do that's not work. Because McHotpants pointed out to me the other day that I really need friends and interests outside of work. I need to not be here so frequently. I need to get out and have things to look forward to doing at the end of the day.

So how about that Michael Phelps? All of the Olympic games I've been watching have been watched over at CousinCasey's, and last night, over a dinner of breakfast, I was trying to come up with 10 compelling reasons why Michael Phelps should marry me. I came up with four.

1. I'm totally okay with celebrity.
2. He could manage to convince me to get married in the first place, which is quite a feat.
3. No one can spell or pronounce my last name, and "Phelps" will be known worldwide now. It's a win-win.

I don't actually remember the 4th one.

Also last night, I saw Miss Congeniality for the first time. I had no idea William Shatner was in that movie, and had I been aware, I would have seen it much sooner. I don't know if I've ever mentioned my love of William Shatner, but it's an incredible love. I feel the same way about William Shatner as I do about Project Runway's Tim Gunn. It's not that I have a crush on either one or that I want to have their children or anything like that. It's just below that. We watched Miss Congeniality right after watching Project Runway, and I noticed I had the same reactions (squealing and applauding) when both William Shatner and Tim Gunn came on the screen.

Just one of those things, I guess.

My novel-writing is going slowly. I was too happy for a while, and I can't write fiction when I'm really happy, for some reason. Needless to say, I'll be picking that up again here soon.