I am so tired right now it's killing me. But it's a good feeling because I feel like I'm accomplished or something. I got up at 4 a.m. this morning for the Maverick mini-media day. I left the park around 1, came home, and crashed. Now I have to prep for the drive to Hershey tomorrow and get the event stuff in order.

My big summer party is two months from right now, and I haven't yet invited all of the people I would like to be here. I really need to get on that. This weekend after weekend stuff is exciting, but I start to forget that bills are due, the cat box needs cleaned, etc. At least I pay someone to cut the grass.

In my tired lucidity today, I realized that there's so much positivity in my life. Despite that, I wish I was sharing it with someone on a full-time basis. I don't feel particularly lonely or sad or anything like that, I just know from experience that all the good stuff is even better when it's shared. And I'm hell bent on only being with someone I can share with, and who I can share their good and bad times with as well. That's really what it's all about. I'll never settle for anything less. I think it might be right in front of me.