journaling: enabled

Argh! I can never make it to bed before 10:30 lately. Tonight I guess this is due to dishes needing to be done (other household members didn’t do them). I guess that wouldn’t have been *too* bad ‘cept I drove to Memonomie this evening and bought a grill. Will fire that up next week (don’t have reason to this weekend since I’m the only one here).
I got my license plates for my truck today … DGTLSLK. I also gave up removing the broken off screw for the rear plate. I had the Vise-Grips clamped on it hard enough to flatten the end of the screw, but all I accomplished when I tried to turn was breaking off a chunk of the screw! If less was sticking out, I’d drill it out, but I don’t thinks that’s an option at the moment.
Work was okay today. I ran my last Computer Support Services team meeting for a while (passed team leadership to someone else after having had it for 2 yrs). We also had a meeting to start planning our campus-wide computer inventory. Suffice it to say we’re going to visit and boot up a lot of computers this summer. Hopefully we won’t have to do it again for a while though. I’m not real sure what happened to the remainder of the afternoon. I think a lot of it was spent trying to get a 20MB hard drive from a Mac SE to work with a newer computer so I can burn the content onto CD. The inside of the SE was FILTHY! The owner must have been a smoker because the inside of the case and the motherboard and video tube was coated with at least 1/8th of an inch of tobacco dust. Ugh it stunk.
Not sure what I’m going to do this weekend. It will probably include a fair amount of sleeping, though I’d like to do something outside on Saturday since it’s supposed to be nice. Maybe I’ll work on my flower garden, even though I hate yard work. I need to get a tan though ‘cuz feel too pale.
My good friend William is supposed to be up in the area this weekend. He’s working on his doctorate in nuclear physics at Kent State University. I am pretty sure that I’ll never have a doctorate in anything … but who knows.
It’s past my bedtime … time to reaquaint myself with my pillow.