Well it’s very very cold out today. This morning when waiting for the bus it was 14 degrees. Now it’s probably 19 degrees. A bit windy and that wind cuts like a knife. Work was ok, nothing special and offers very little to write about, but write about it is what I’ll more than likely do. I took my time once again, counting on the fact that a lot of people have this week off. And once again I got in before everyone else. Tomorrow is a scheduled day off though no one knows exactly why. I submitted the days that the office would be closed, following Greg Steven’s instructions and January 4 was on it and got his approval.

Some people are going in, but I’m not. I was wishy washy about it all day, but since I’m not expected in, I won’t be in. I look forward to sleeping in for the next three days. It’s been so cold out that sleeping is great, Bill emits so much heat that it can be overwhelming but it’s comfortable nonetheless. I couldn’t log on this morning and now that I’m back from work, I still can’t log on. Our not so Optimum Online service isn’t connecting and I’d rather wait for Bill to come home and work on it since it’s all through his Mac in the next room. I’m not going to disconnect anything, lest I ruin everything that he has set up.

Perhaps someone with computer knowhow would be able to do it, but I’m not the knowhow kind of guy. It’s a trade off of sorts. I will wash the dishes that he left in the sink last night, and he can set up the wireless connection. I washed away the anger I had about the dishes taking up residence in the sink anyway. I don’t mind (yes I do). I offered to make him dinner last night, not so much to feed him but to minimize the mess afterwards. I use one pot and a colander, he uses two pots and sauce gets everywhere. I cleaned it up last night, but still the dishes sat near the sink. Sometimes he does it before he leaves, but not this morning. But like I said, I can be fine with it. I wanted to make dinner for myself tonight and to do so I had to wash his dishes. They weren’t going to wash themselves.

Now I’m writing on the computer, just posting it might be a problem. Hopefully Bill will be home soon and everything will be alright in our apartment in Hoboken. Or I’ll just forgo the Internet tonight and read, and watch TV. I hope Juan has a safe trip to and from Costa Rica, and I hope Song makes it home to Australia, if he hasn’t already. Sorry to have missed him. Well I thought Bill would be home by now, but it’s been over an hour. I guess something might have come up vis a vis his parents.

I’m watching a VH1 documentary on Acid, part of the Drugs Years series. It’s pretty good, but doesn’t make me yearn to do that again. I did it, gained some insight as it was an experiment. Mostly it’s all a bunch of hippies though. I just thought about Andrew Loog Oldham’s comment from his memoir about how he feels the sixties ended around 1966-67, which was when things all went hippie. Up till then, for Oldham at least, it was all about flash and looking sharp.

Well I’m back online and everything is OK thanks to Bill. Hip Hip!

And a happy ending that’s not costing you $10.00.