On call again, just for one night, though. And so far, so good, no calls. I really don't expect any on a Wednesday night... but that's when you get them, unexpectedly. Today wasn't a bad day, despite a bad start. I got up on time and everything, but I kinda just waited until the last minute to leave, and got caught on a detour. The helluvit is, I saw them setting up the detour last night on the way home, and I made a mental note to myself to not go down eighth street today. My mental notes, like much of my mentation lately, are sorely lacking in persistence and clarity. So anyways, I was late for work. I really hate being late for work, but it happens a coupla times a year, usually from stupid stuff like today. Well, like I said, today was OK. Got outta there on time, and some way or another I missed the five o'clock traffic, which was weird, since I left right at five o'clock. It's weird typing five o'clock instead of 17:00. Tonight I'm listening to Kartal, gipsy nights. I was hoping to get more stuff by him, but the next-best file sharing program after napster has gone to ground... yep, audiogalaxy is no more. Folded like a cheap umbrella in a light wind. So... morpheus is now the one. But I really don't like the interface. And right now, I have no internet access anyway. Bummer. I do hope that it comes back tonight. Sleep. I can't seem to get enough lately for some reason or another. I found myself daydreaming today, fantasizing about sleeping in on Saturday morning. Without even having a proper party on Friday night. It seems like I used to get by just fine on five or six hours of sleep just fine... well, sure, I was younger then, but I'm only talking about seven or eight years ago. Certainly not since I started my journal in March of 1996, I've always complained about lack of sleep since then, and I can prove that. It really might have something to do with eleven years spent working nights... that's a good possibility, I guess. And as long as I'm talking about my problems... my sibilants suck. Ever since I got my new teef... uh, teeth. I don't know what I can do about that, I guess that I'll have to learn some way or another to do them right, or figger out how to avoid them altogether. The new teeth are just a little bit thicker at the bases and probably 3/4th of the way up, enough to mess up my tongue. Essentially, my tongue is now too long to do the hisses right, so I need to curl it more or something. Unfortunately, until I figger it out, I sound like a half-wit... no offence meant to any half-wits out there, of course, I meant that in the kindest possible fashion. Please continue your readership. I swear, TV is more commercials than content. I watch CNN a lot, and I really think that fully half of the time is commercial. So, should I watch somebody else? Or better yet, nobody commercial, that would be the best. I'm really kinda amazed at me, I really don't do well getting my news on-line, although I do everything else on-line. I just have never got into the habit of it. For one thing, I really dislike CNN.com, it's way too busy and confusing. But I dislike all of the news channels now, they're all too busy, what with the scrolling marque and all. I really can't watch the scrolling stuff and concentrate on what the guy speaking is saying, my mind is frequently so divided that I don't really get the gist of anything. Are they really trying to divide my mind? I wouldn't put it past them. Possible they've found that men with divided minds by twice as much, or that they let their wives buy twice as much. Ya reckon? I reckon that it's bedtime.