Life: January 2004 Archives

So, I called my dad this morning before I went off to work at the sulfur mine, and he didn't sound so good. He said that he was still in a lot of pain, especially when he tried to sit up. Of course, that is what he was trying to do -- because they brought his lunch to him, and you know that he wanted to be up in that! But I hear from mom that his pain is under some better control now, and even my dad told me that he thought that things would be better tomorrow. So, I'll be calling him tomorrow before I go to work.

Of course, I'm going to be going in a bit early tomorrow (for me, anyway), because I have a meeting at 9:00 am. It isn't a meeting that I'm looking forward to -- I've been supposed to be working on a project for this guy, but I have so many different masters & projects at work, that I haven't been able to find the time for 9:00 am guy. I think that there may be some serious overtime headed my way.

And no, the server maintenance that I have to do on Saturday evening/Sunday morning isn't what I'm talking about...

-Andy.

Well, I've been trying my best to ignore the fact that certain accessories to my life have either been in need of replacement, are depleted, or are just plain missing. That has worked out pretty well, up until this weekend, in which it all came back to haunt me. As it turns out, I pretty-much spent the whole weekend shopping.

But I do have some new shoes, a printer, a bunch of food, and a new CD case to show for it. I was really hurting for that CD case -- all of the slots in my old cases have been "full" for awhile, but I didn't stop buying CDs. As a result, my music have been terribly un-organized for awhile, a fact that finally drove itself home 2 weeks ago. I decided that I wanted to listen to the Incubus disc "Morning View", but I couldn't find it. Finally, after I managed to track it down (in the case to some other totally unrelated CD), I realized that I have a job now, so I can afford to buy another CD case and get my CDs organized again, right before the become completely and utterly obsolete.

Now all I need to do is buy a receiver, and things will be great. Oh, and yeah, I need to clean my room...

-Andy.