Not a good afternoon or evening. No sleep. Well, maybe 15 minutes. From 17:45 to 18:00. Not nearly enough to keep me healthily awake tonight. But I will stay awake, knowing that I will sleep all day tomorrow, be up tomorrow night and sleep Wednesday day all day and go to work at Medassist with a full head of steam. Have I got this planned out or what? And what usually happens to my plans, especially when they involve sleep? I'll just leave that one hanging.
There are some really neat xmas sites of people in the IE-HTML list contest; for most of them, you need to be running MSIE 3.0 or 3.01 to really get the full benefit of the work of these HTML craftsmen. My site is one of the poorest where technical expertise is concerned, and I will readily admit that. I guess I already did... But I have said something quite a bit different than the rest, and I'm kinda proud of that.
And already I have endured much beating about the head and shoulders, and the contest doesn't officially start until today. Ah, well. Being different is dangerous, and I knew that already. And I can take it as well as dish it out... well, kinda. I would rather not, though. My regular readers are continuing to be very supportive, and I really appreciate that: Thanx again, folks! (You knew I was weird when you came here... other people are surprised, I guess!)(Like there are no other weird people on the WWW...)
Fatigue is taking its' toll; I'm on the verge of babbling, and I don't want to do that, so I will go eat lunch and come back later.
Later....
See, food didn't stop me from babbling, anyway. Sleep will. That, and death.
This is going to be one of those nights, I just know it. I'll fight and fight to stay awake, and then all hell will break loose. Get my adrenalin levels up, then I won't be able to get to sleep tomorrow.
Nah. I'll just be bored all night long. There are lots of girls around to flirt with, they love it when I'm not busy! (Yeah, right!)
Well, I was right. I was bored most of the night. I called Karen at 06:00, greeting her with my usual "Good morning, you beautiful woman!" and I got a "Harumph!" in return. Seems that she's been sick all night, throwing up & diarrhea and generally feeling crummy. Started during the second half of the Sucky Chiefs game. So I came right home at 07:00 and yeah, she's sick, all right. I got her some orange juice... and that was about all I could do for her. Poor woman, I always feel so helpless when someone that I love is sick. I'm OK in a professional setting, though.
So I'm going to put this up and go back and try to make her feel better. More tonight, maybe...
22:57: Eleven hours of sleep... I feel great. Sleep is good. Now I can spend about eight hours playing here. Karen is doing somewhat better, but not a bunch. She's back to sleep now, I hope that the morning will find her completely well.
No negative mail today. Interesting. Well, there are a lot of things that I don't understand.
I'm going to try to get into C tonight. I have a small project that I've been wanting to do for a while, so I'm going to write in in C and see what happens...
Ah, lunch. A cheeseburger and fries. For $2.25. And, in addition to that, I didn't even have to wait! Before I went to eat, I stopped to talk to some people in the smoking area. Just before I went in, a girl came out who said that she had time for a leisurely smoke, she'd ordered a cheeseburger and fries. I went on in and looked over the offerings, and decided on the same thing myself. I placed my order, and the cook said "I got one ready now, the girl went to smoke." So I took it and sat down. Thirty seconds later, the girl came in and wanted Her cheeseburger. I just sat there and ate, minding my own business. She only had to wait another three minutes, anyway, and besides, I'd already started eating...