It's noon, and I haven't done an ounce of work today. Still slow on the job. Wrote a long email about the White Party to a friend. I think I'll probably cut and paste that into a post here somewhere.

My mind is still spinning about the weekend. A lot of things to talk and write about. Curiously, I'm more energized today about SF, my job, the gym, than I have been in a long time. Yesterday, Jason and I were ready to give up on the City and move back to Phoenix. We still might. But right now, I'm ready to give it more time.