A good night at work, and a lot of that was because I'd gotten an adequate amount of sleep. Yes I did!
And I was thoroughly and justifyably chastized for my negativity in yesterdays' entry by several readers. OK, OK, I'll straighten my ass up.
I have way too much emotional investment in smoking. I will let it get me completely down, blow it way out of proportion; this is stupid, and I'll watch it closer and not let it do that to me. It's bad enough that it does to me what it does without letting it do that too.
Jeez, that's a helluva paragraph. I read it three times and I still don't know if it says what I mean. Of course, not really knowing what I mean adds to the confusion...
As I mentioned, Karen took the Caddie to the shop yesterday, and they said that we needed new brakes and a new set of tires. I went out and looked at the tires and they look perfectly good to me... but these people don't usually screw around with us like that, so I need to find out what's up.
I was thinking about coming home and doing some work, but I think that I won't do any real work... I took The Stand in to work to give back to Pat, and since I wasn't busy, I plugged it into the VCR at work, and it played perfectly. So I have to hook up the old VCR here and watch that before I go to bed. So far it's a very good movie...
10:07...
Yep, a very good movie. I haven't watched the second tape yet, though... too sleepy. It took a while to get the second VCR hooked up right and about the time I started Tyler came home. He worked until 02:00 and then crashes at a friends' house in Lawrence, then he wakes up and comes home. So he watched the movie with me... but he's seen it before. He's not doing the spoiler thing, though, or I would have to hurt him.
Actually, I read the book... ten years ago or so... but I really can't remember much about it, just that I though it was one of the best SK books that I'd read up to that point... and since then, too, I guess, now that I think about it...
It's pretty damned religious, though, so far... hard for me to stomach, y'know! I just have to keep thinking, "It's fiction... it's fiction!" People don't really... think that way? O'shit, they do. It's not all fiction....
More tomorrow... after I watch the second tape.