At this point, I'm very frustrated. I can't make any of the modems work, and I've been mostly up for about 36 hours... I had a one-hour nap this afternoon. My brain has shut down.

The boys left about noon... I was sorry to see them go.

Lotsa stuff that I want to write about, but I'm going to take a bath and go to bed. Back home tomorrow.

OK, it's Sunday, and I need to finish this up...

Thursday night/Friday morning I spent up, switching three modems in and out, jumping on-line occasionally with the one that kinda works to DL drivers for the two that didn't... and guarding JD's truck, which contained most of his worldly posessions.

I'm almost sure that the truck would've been all right, but how guilty would I have felt if I'd have gone to sleep and it got broken in to? Pretty damned, that's how.

I mentioned that I was sorry to see the boys go... Tyler will be coming home in a week or so, but JD will be staying in Huntsville to go to school. So I probably won't see him until October or so... because I can't stand the Texas summers. I just can't breathe when I'm outdoors there. Heat, humidity... I could do that when I was younger, but no more. I'm a cool-weather type of guy now. I really always have been, but the older I get the more so I get.

I'm looking forward to Tyler getting home, though. He's a good kid, and I like to be around him.

Anyway, back to tomorrow's entry, in which I must make a decision on whether or not to start taking my Prozac again...