Well I’ve reloaded 6370 songs into the iPod. Not so difficult having dome the most of it last night. Finishing with Yello, ‘Stella’. I was loading album by album, reducing duplications. It’s not finished yet, still have a lot of fine tuning to do. It was around 12:45 when I stopped and went to bed. Conan was really funny as usual. I have to DVR Conan and forgo the Daily Show since I watch it most every night anyhow. Slept fairly well. Bill was out cold, but his body gave off lot’s of heat. Physically speaking I mean. The bed was nice and warm when I got into it.

Since I went to bed about an hour later than usual, I woke up an hour later than usual. Bill was at his keyboards, hammering away at the keys with his headphones on. He has an engagement at his church tomorrow so he was practicing away. I made some coffee and had a shower, then I sat and read emails. So much porn, so little time. Ran out, dropped off dry cleaning, shoes to be mended, picked up bagels, newspapers and groceries. Such an simple life, if I say so myself.

Breakfast was good, eggs, bagel, coffee. Like every other weekend I suppose. Papers still fixated on Anna Nicole Smith. The press she so desperately sought is piled on thick. It took her death to achieve her life’s wish. That’s some kind of irony. The war rages on and the useless non binding resolution is being voted on. I guess it’s a vote of no confidence. Bill was out the door soon enough and I started doing laundry. Endlessly fascinating I know. Spoke with Julio about the plan to go to Burlington Coat Factory with Stine.

Surprisingly, Julio joined us. I replaced the hat that I bought two weeks ago with the same kind and it was on sale making it three dollars cheaper. President’s Day Weekend sale. I think Julio enjoys shopping for clothes with me, he listens to what I have to say in the sartorial sense at least. Unfortunately Burlington Coat Factory has a lot of crap. Another depressing place to shop. Syms is like that too, but at least you can find good bargains. Hello Hugo Boss. Those were the Wanker Banker days though when I was making decent money. Argh.

Had a lackluster lunch at the Malibu Diner. Really sub par. I’ll think twice about going there again. It was nice hanging out with Julio and Stine. Such good company. Stine was talking about making a leg of lamb for dinner which would be fantastic. I haven’t had that in a few years. One of my mother’s specialties.

Presently watching Peter Jackson’s King Kong. I love it. Of course it’s not as good as the 1930’s version, but it’s way better than the 1970’s Dino De Laurentis version. It really brings me back to the movies I used to love and were on WOR Channel 9 a lot. Like everyday for a week. This is also one of those experiences where I get so much more from a film on television than I do in a movie theater. At least during the big spectacles, there is so much going on the screen you don’t get a chance to take it all in. I do know I’m enjoying this King King on television more that I did in a theater. Nothing against the movies, I love the whole ‘movie going experience’, but some movies are better watched at home.

I am such a boy watching King Kong.

Finally Friday has gotten here in one piece. It took all week to get here and felt even longer since the payoff was a three day weekend. Bill was at his folks last night so I was a solo act. I chilled out last night, dropping in at some point on Julio and Stine to borrow their can opener and to be abused and to abuse Julio. It was quite like the situation in the apartment with Bill. Stine at the table in her kitchen on her laptop, Julio in the next room on his laptop. I thought Bill and I were the only ones to do that.

I watched Scrubs and 30 Rock, then I watched Ugly Betty at 10:00 since I had dvr’d it. After the daily show I was off to bed. Usually Bill is in bed before me and he gives off a lot of heat. Not last night. He was out of town, out of state. I did the best I could do by myself. I wound up digging out an old green blanket that my mother used to have for some warmth and perhaps some security. Soon I was deep in sleep, not waking up until I absolutely had to, 6:30.

Not enough milk for cereal, but I had enough for coffee which was nice and strong. I had plugged in the iPod last night and as I drank my coffee and checked my email I thought I’d see if it would work, not having been exposed to the elements. Of course it didn’t work. After two songs, it froze up again. Bill has the exact iPod as I do, so does Juan and they don’t have the problems that I do. Maybe I give it a little too much importance, too much power.

I made a reservation at the iPod store for 6:10PM. Work was ok. Surfed a bit, did some data entry. Not many applicants in today. Wally was out due to his ear problem but he phoned a few times and was quite funny. He’s on Tylenol with Codeine which makes him quite agreeable. I mentioned to avoid going to the Valley of the Dolls and he started yelling, ‘I’m Neely! I’m Neely’. Yep, Wally is gay that’s for sure. If he can quite lines from Valley of the Dolls, that’s proof enough for me. I was also able to finish the Word document I worked on yesterday and got good comments about it. That was cool.

Work dragged of course, for this was a three day weekend. After work I legged it up to the Apple store again where I waited for about 20 minutes before I met up with Genius Jason Ferguson who was sympathetic and took my iPod and restored the factory settings, erasing everything of course. Once again, I’ll be loading thousands of tracks into the iPod over the weekend while doing laundry. I don’t mind, it’s too cold and icy outside and I’d rather be inside. I have dvd’s, and things I’ve recorded and Juan is coming up tomorrow and you know that can’t be bad.