Another pretty no-account day here... Karen and I went out to Best Buy and to Hastings, I wanted to get some CDs... Chip Davis/Mannheim Steamroller stuff. Fresh Aire I and VIII, Party II and romance II. There are still a coupla others that I want to get, but neither place had them. See? I don't *always* steal music. Karen bought a Rod Steward CD, Out of Order. I haven't listened to it yet, I'm not a big fan of his anyway. Came home and watched the Chiefs beat themselves again, I don't know why I don't just give up on watching them and come back next year. Karen made some excellent chicken for supper... we ate out for lunch, Applebees, I haven't been there for a while. It hasn't changed, except that the bourbon street steak got smaller. It used to be a 12-oz one, now it's 10 oz. Plenty enough for me, anyways. Since I got some new CDs, I figgered that I'd better get a good ripper... all of the freebie stuff only goes to 128 BPS and isn't really all that good, so I spent $10 on an add-in to WinAmp, if it works well I'll re-do all of my CDs at a higher bitrate. I'm really looking forward to seeing my brother, looking forward to the drive too... I love road trips. They are generally more fun with Karen, but driving by myself is fun too... I can play my own music, and play it as loud as I want... there are a lot of things that you don't really think about when someone else is with you, but you have to make a constant effort to accomodate them. Not having to make that effort is nice sometimes. Just pure selfishness, that's what it is, and it's wonderful if you don't overdo it. Anyways, I gotta get to bed early tonight, tomorrow is gonna be a rough day. My coworker called today, he's on call, and the #2 machine isn't working right. We've got a biopsy scheduled for 08:00 on that machine in the AM, and he's off tomorrow, which means that I'll be there by myself until 09:00. Normally, we have three people there until 09:00 and four the rest of the day... I really hate to start worrying about tomorrow before it gets here, dammit. Especially worrying about work. T'hell with it, I'll go in and work my eight hours and be done with it. It seems like everyone else has that kinda attitude and they get by with it, why can't I? Well, dammit, I can't because I won't let me. It's a personal probmem, I guess.