Again, I'm listening to Tangerine Dream. Trying to stay awake and at least semi-alert. It's hard, I didn't get a very good sleep today. Kept waking up, looking at the clock, dozing back off again, wake up... I didn't get to bed until after 11:00, and I got up about 19:20. Karen is not feeling well again, she thinks that she's getting a cold. She was keeping Packy while Lacee rehearsed for her dance recital, which will be Saturday night. Steve was taking videos tonight, since cameras will not be allowed on Saturday. I wish that I could go, but it's being held a little too late for me to stay more than a half-hour. The family will be well-represented, though.

Damn! 48 ounces of hospital coffee, and I'm still not really awake yet... need some excitement. I'll wish that I hadn't said that, I've never said that but what I didn't regret it. However, the coffee has increased my tinnitis, so I know that it's at least part-way working...

Now I'll just wait for the repercussions of saying that I'm bored... waiting... waiting...

Well, the excitement did not take on the form that I was anticipating; instead, it came as a present of (bad) food. This is National Hospital Week and the hospital is giving us free warm (kinda) pretzels. From 02:00 to 03:00, the pretzels are available in the cafeteria, along with a special mustard sauce! What a treat! They were salted and laid out on trays lined with waxed paper for serving. The waxed paper stuck to the pretzels, but the salt didn't. Well, shit, whadduya expect for free?

My mind is in the "I just wanna go home and go to sleep" mode.

I have noticed that it is really hard to write when you don't have anything to say, and that is the predicament that I am faced with tonight. I cannot get my mind out of the "I just wanna go home and go to sleep" mode. It's not gonna happen, though, and I know it. So I'll just smoke way too many cigarettes waiting for 07:30.