Well, I had a semi-good sleep, I'm not really sure that I'm done yet. Might get in another little nap before I go to work tonight.

Seems that I'm getting a habit of writing some in the afternoons/evenings before I go to work, writing some during the night, then writing more in the mornings. Is all this writing really good for me? Shouldn't I be reading or watching TV or maybe even doing chores?

Actually, I don't know why I'm doing this right now... I've essentially been sleeping since the last part of my entry this morning, so nothing has happened of interest since then. Except for I might mention how much I love to sleep. But I won't do that. Everyone loves to sleep, except for babies and old people.

There have been times in my life, however, where I hated to sleep. Wasting time that could be spent reading or drinking beer or both. I'm really glad I lived through that.

I think I'll go back to bed, and do the while you were sleeping segment next, if I get time. It's Saturday Night, and nobody got killed last night, so it might be exciting...

Boring old night so far...03:00. Been busy, but nothing interesting. Additionally, I can't think of anything to write about.

I got fooled by the candy machine tonight... revenge of the candy machine. There were some stuck M&Ms, so I puts my money in. The stuck one comes unstuck, but the one I paid for gets stuck. Not to be outdone, I puts in another 60 cents. Same deal. So I only got what I paid for. Bummer, I wanted to steal some candy three nights in a row. I guess it was just not meant to be. Sigh. It was about time for me to start feeling guilty about it, anyway.

Lightning and thunder and a little rain. Lots of thunder, waking people up all over town, I bet. It's not supposed to rain until tomorrow night, huh, the weatherperson was wrong! Imagine that...

It was just a short thunderstorm, though, gone in less than 1/2 hour.

Weatherpeople get a bad rap. Statements like the above don't help their cause any, either. If they would just quit messing up, that bad image would disappear. I'm sure that they know that, but they keep messing up anyway.

Speaking of messing up, I used the *F* word yesterday, after I said only a week or so ago that I wasn't going to do that anymore. Actually, it was probably justified yesterday. Not a good morning, what with being pumpkined and all. And the glass place, whose ad in the yellow pages said that they were open on Saturdays, wouldn't answer the phone. We were hoping that it might get fixed yesterday. No such luck, I'll have to do it Monday, I guess.

I'm at the end of my 10-hour nights, three 12s and I'll be off for seven. As usual, I'm looking forward to it. Haven't slept well yet this cycle, it makes the nights really long.

I got to call my buddy Doug in a couple of times last night, just timing it so it was impossible for him to get any decent sleep. He was on call for nuclear medicine... he's got like 17 hours of OT in for the last week, and he's on call 'til tomorrow morning.

That'll do it for today...