Spring is here and my brain is traveling about twice as fast as my mouth can form the sentences, so I've found myself tripping over my words quite frequently in the last week and a half. When it gets to be a problem I find I can speak very deliberately (relative to myself) and clear it up, but it's a good sign that I'm getting a little healthier and more energetic. Now I just have to work on my enunciation.

I signed up for the KCI Life Practice Challenge last week, which is a 60 day web-assisted personal training and life management system to help employees eat better, exercise regularly and attain some life goal. There's a prize for the best improvement, so I figured why not? At this rate, Spring may take care of most of that for me, but it'll still be nice to have a chart and a wellness person looking over my shoulder to help me actually follow through on my running and free weights.

This afternoon our corporate communications director congratulated me, then got all weird about it when I asked her what for. "You'll find out," she said. Looks like I may have won the ESOP Guess the Stock Value contest that I wrote a form for the other day.

Spent most of the day tinkering with Interscan Viruswall, which should make a lot of people happy when the virus content of their e-mails go way down. Most likely I'll write a SpamAssassin rule for the text string it uses to replace removed viruses so most employees won't see anything at all in a week or so (once we make sure that the new configuration isn't randomly eating e-mail). With my spring-borne energy I found myself trying to do phone support and redo our whole mail architecture at the same time, which worked great until someone called in with a question about the e-mail architecture and my whole mental stack collapsed trying to conceptually seek two issues on the same system at once. I had to call him back.

I'm such a dork.

Suzy and I decided a few weeks ago that we'd take one day a week off from each other no matter what so we could revel in our introversion for at least 24 hours. After a day of me-time where I can pay my bills, wash my dishes and do my laundry in solitude, I'm a much happier person when I rejoin the world and my girlfriend.

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