Paul is in a dangerous mood.

I don't mean that he's angry. Or crazy. Or anything like that.
I mean he's...
Wait a minute, why is he... Erm, why am I talking about my self in the third person?

Anyhow. I've been doing a lot (a lot) of Egoboo work lately. Because it just calls me. Seriously. Out loud. It's like, "Hey, you really gotta get to work."
Therefore, I have.

I've gotten a lot of stuff done lately. I have a little checklist, and I want to finish that up as soon as possible, so I can move on to other things.

Of course, this irritates people (meaning my siblings). And they make jokes when I say I am "busy." I'm not sure they understand the fact that at this point, everything I do as far as work/school/whatever may be accomplishing absolutely nothing. Conversely, then, everything I do in my spare time is actually extremely important.
I suppose it's a bit strange. And I'm not completely certain about all this yet. But whatever. As long as it's important to me, it will become important.

Anyway, back to work.
No quotation marks this time. It's just work.

:::Source= Paul M-unit 19.91 MKII