Thankfully, Karen's mom only suffered bruises in her fall yesterday. So, until next time... and there *will* be a next time.... I got up on time this morning, only hit the snooze bar once. I didn't stay up as late as I thought that I would, though, I went to bed around 22:00. I'll try to make it to 22:30 tonight. I was yawning all day, though. But I was sitting at the console, and it was a busy, busy day, we were a tech short and running. Well, I wasn't running, I was sitting and driving, but you get the picture. Went up and got a sandwich for lunch, and then I wound up staying over 90 minutes so we could get caught up. And my back is killing me, dammit. It was good all weekend, but couldn't make it through a day at work. 21:52... I forgot to mention the third journallversary of Denver Doug last week. Congrats, Doug, and many happy returns! And speaking of happy returns... another old friend is home from the hospital and writing again... Carol of SuicideBlonde OK, I'm tard. Lotsa people got today off, but not me, not me. I would've wasted it anyways... In the Mail: On the shelf:
Karen is in bed already, she's got a cold and really dosed up on meds that knock her out. I will be following her shortly, but first...