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Not a bad day for a Tuesday. Only it was kinda my Monday, the first day of the work week that I could think clearly.

I even got up before my alarm, but I think that was because I had taken my C-PAP off, mostly 'cause it had become disconnected and when it's disconnected it's kinda like sucking air through a 100-foot hose.

Karen had gone out to Apria and gotten me another humidifier, the one that I got just a few months ago had sprung a leak. The first one lasted more than two years, though, so I'm hoping that the new one will last that long too.

Karen and Kim and I went out to the Outback and met Matt and Brian and we all had a nice time. Way too full, as usual, but I brought home a doggie bag. Karen wanted the bloomin' onion, and three of us ate on that, and Kim and Brian had their cheesy fries. I was about half-way full when the steak finally got there.

Came home, and I was downstairs making music for way too long. By the clock, anyway. *Forever* would not be too long for me to make music, dammit. Alas, I am denied forever, and even a good chunk of the present, since I have to make a livin'. I'll just do what I can with what I have, heh.

I was in the scan room today and it was, as usual, fun. Made me tired and made my legs hurt, but what the hell, everything does. So shut up, Doug, dammit.

Working is mostly fun, y'know? I love it.

I try to make sure that everything that I do is fun, in fact. That's why I make Karen pay the bills now.

And this? This is still fun too. And in a perverse way, I'm really glad that my readership is comprised of a handful of really good people. Think of the pressure if there were thousands reading daily... shit, I wouldn't be able to write a word, I'll bet, for fear of making some dumb mistake. However, right now, I know that y'all would forgive me, so I don't worry about it.