You could say, "I don't want to be dead," but the word "be" inplies that you do exist, in some state. It might be more accurate to say, "I don't want to not-be."

More accurate, but just as dead.

The shuffle has been named Charlie, for anyone who might've cared, because it's wee and cute. This way if I get a mini, it can be Claire, and a big honkin iPod can be Hurley.

Right now he's loaded up with Izzard for when I clean the house in a bit.

I am not looking forward to work Monday. I made a fairly large mistake, which I pretty much took care of with a few wrinkles, but boss is still prickly. Also afraid of the impact it will have on my review in 5 months. Also, I think I may be coming down with something.

Ooooh, one nice thing though, besides Charlie which I adore beyond reason, Friday afternoon when I went up to the bar, 2 of Jon's regulars were up there. He doesn't really give them special treatment, but they come in early, and if it's fairly slow, Mr. H will make their martinis at their table and give them the shaker to top off their drinks. They're really nice guys who aren't needy or pushy. Anyway, they have an interior design firm. So, they said they had a present for us on Friday, a fur throw. I was thinking it was a fur throw like I've seen at Stienmart, but no. Huge comforter size Alpaca and velvet blanket, with a little note that said, "Thanks for all you do. It doesn't go unnoticed. We love you guys, C&M" It is of the awesome.

I think if I start to feel crappy about work again today, I'm going to curl up in the blanket and listen to Charlie and count my blessings.

Heather, that sounds like just the ticket. What nice customers.

Oh, that is lovely Heather. I'm sorry about the work error, and the wrinkles. I hope the boss shakes it off quickly and applauds you for your quick-thinking in fixing it.

And, IOgN, the DVR just resurrected itself! It's working perfectly!

Is it really mean of me to want to upgrade my own laptop and give the one we have now to the kid who needs a computer, instead of buying said kid (who is too broke to afford the computer he wants) a brand-new desktop system?

It is not mean. It is a perfectly reasonable solution that spreads the happiness around further. Go laptop. Choose laptop.

I have no idea when Oprah is on either. I'm going to have to look it up and set a recording, in part because I'm going to have to fast-forward through all the parts that aren't my niece. Oprah gets on my nerves.

Deena should also have a new computer.

I'm not really afraid of dying. I'm just afraid of my mother seeing my Visa bills.

Aww, Heather, what nice guys. And what a great thank you. I'm glad you like your Charlie.

Yay for ZINGS, Deena.

DH is online on the laptop in the same room as me. He keeps reading stuff aloud from these health websites, while I'm trying to read and think and type. I love him dearly, but why won't he just go play on the desktop in his office? Doesn't he know this is my time to catch up with the people in the box?

They really are the nicest guys, but Mr. H's regulars usually are. They're always doing stuff for us just cause.

And, IOgN, the DVR just resurrected itself! It's working perfectly!

Yay! But keep an eye on it. It may have come back wrong.

Quick, Deena, put the DVR up high, somewhere the babies can't reach it!

Heather, five months is plenty of time for you to rescue your boss' bacon several times over, and make him appreciate you for the stellar employee you are. Not to worry.

Oh Ginger, if your mom sees your VISA bills and you do know about it? You get to giggle and smirk, 'cause what's she gonna do, kill you?

I'm not afraid of dying; I'm afraid of pain, or a vegetative state.

Ugh.

So I didn't see Constantine last night; felt much to grubby for the ppublic. Instead I rented Resident Evil II, Hero, and Shaun of the Dead.

Shaun of the Dead wan't as funny as I wanted it to be, but I lovedlovedLOVED Hero. I want to design a unit plan around it, with Catcher in the Rye, and Joseph Campbell and The Oddyssey and talking about heroism and antiheroism! It would be SO COOL.

However, about 8 minutes into the film the subtitles turned from English in Spanish and I was freaking out, asI understand Cantonese (or Madarin, whatev) not at all, and only a little Spanish. But I switched to English for the Hearing Impaired, and it was ok. That fight in the forest -- man, that was just gorgeous. It was just a wonderful film.