My grand plans for Saturday didn't, as usual, turn out the way I had planned; this is nothing new. After I got the journal up, I went to bed; but tossed and turned until I finally got up at 11:00.

So I started off with the checkbook. That got me in a bad mood, so I thought what the hell, I'll just go ahead and do the damned taxes. I finally got done with them about 18:30. No surprises, just 8 hours of grinding away.

I do like for my relationship with my computer to be much lighter; actually doing real work on it is rather distasteful. So I resolve this: no real work for another month.

There! I feel better about it already!

Karen has been wanting to see Titanic ever since it came out, but I have resisted, mostly because of the bad reviews I've seen on-line by people who know movies, and partially because it seems like such a popular cultural event. Well, Karen finally gave up on me and took Matt last night; Kim and Bob went with them. Karen was kinda impress but Kim wasn't at all. I'm glad that I resisted, so I can maintain my anti-pop-cultural status. I am still one above the masses.

Someone else said it much better: just because 98% of the people in the world like it doesn't mean that it's any good. This seems to be true about a lot of semi-important things... religion, fashion...

Anyhoo... I tried diving into some journals last night when I got done with the taxes, but I couldn't concentrate enough to do them justice. So I thought, huh, I'll just go to sleep. Didn't work. Up, down, up, down. Finally I drifted off about 22:30, I didn't even hear Karen come in. Slept until 09:00. Still on the first pot of coffee... and I think I'll go make some pancakes.

More later, maybe....