I just gave up and started writing fiction.
I took a three-day vacation from work, which was wonderful and overdue. A line popped into my head—a first line—and I started writing a story. I'm about halfway into it. It's going pretty well, I think.
Other vacation highlights: laying out by the pool and earning a very, very dark tan; cleaning my house; catching up on my TV shows; doing the Vancouver section of LOCUSPOINT.
Also, wasting several hours preparing for a presentation for class that I didn't get to give because we ran out of time.
And: retail therapy. Gap, Express, Nordstrom. Bought several work shirts, two pairs of hot pants (not "hot pants" but pants that are hot), some socks, a tie. Got some grown-up man cologne. Had a nice lunch.