'Nother day, 'nother dollar. I was busier last night, though, I earned my pay. Nothing big or interesting, once again.

I keep getting this feeling that I need to write something really neat every day and I'm just not up to it lately, so I'm feeling guilty. I need to get over that. Pressure... inside my otherwise empty head. I can't think of anything clever to say today, either. That's three days in a row.

I'm looking forward to seeing my brother again. Last years' trip ended with us not spending much time together... I had a coronary the night JD and I got to Oklahoma, and I spent most of my time in the ICU. Bummer, I'm going to try to avoid that this year. I'm going to try really, really hard.

Dan will get to Enid on Tuesday night, and I'll get there Thursday afternoon, so he'll get to spend some time alone with mom and I won't feel guilty monopolizing him. So, since mom still doesn't have internet access, there will be a blank week in this journal next week, Maybe I'll do it and load it up when I get back, like I did when Karen and I went to Texas. Yeah, I'll do that.

Karen and I've spent the last few days attending to details (drudgery) around the house, paying bills and cleaning. Boring, but necessary occasionally. Feel a lot better getting it done, though.

I'm going to get another 16 Meg of RAM and a faster CPU from Cyrex next week. That should break my three-year cycle of computer-buying... stretch it to five this time.

I still love this journal-writing gig, but maybe I'm just getting tired and need to take a week off of it. I'll see how I feel about it once I get to Oklahoma, I guess.

And now, since I'm really tired, I'm going to bed... Manana...