trying to get my thoughts in order

It's a weird night, right in the middle of this week, which is definitely not over, God help me.

I turned down a beer at OSF because I can't afford to be sleepy. I ate alone at the bar and watched golf and I stuffed my freaking face! It didn't cost that much. Monetarily, but dignity-wise, well, that's another story. Next week I'll be at the senior's center.

Wait, they're building one of those right outside my window. And taking my cell phone reception with it!

Ironically I'm drinking filtered water from a beer stein. What heck happened to me, all this beer stuff? Prohibition. Reform. Palette cleanse necessitated. Water is a good start.

I have four CDs on my desk right now and they are all amazing. In no particular order:

• Gavin Castleton's Home
• Hiromi's Sonicbloom: Time Control
• ELDAR: re-imagination
• Vladimir Horowitz: The Last Recording

Why do I take my work so seriously, but at the same time I don't take it seriously at all?

How does a day pass so quickly?

I have only have one very small lamp on in this room. I don't feel like having much more light on.

OK, back to work.