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• I just shut Archive (my G4, come to me via a friend in Pennsylvania) down. Tomorrow morning it'll go out to the truck with me, so that I'll have it after work when I get to Crystal and Kelly's place. With both a license for Delicious Library (v1.x, since v2.x won't run on anything less than OS X 10.5.x) and a barcode scanner acquired through a friend, I'm set to do some scanning of Crystal's book collection. She gets dibs, since she's the one that came up with the scanner, you see. :)
• I'm walking wounded again, having fallen down my front steps last night whilst putting out the rubbish. Both knees are bashed up and I'm as stiff as an oak 2x4. Driving is 'exciting', because of having to fold myself into the Explorer. Which leads into the next point...
• The truck's not running worth a damn at the moment. What initially looked like a sparkplug gone prematurely dead is now looking like it's the coil itself that's burning out. She stumbles and coughs on the highway, and it's a terribly insecure feeling wondering if the next sputter will be the one that puts her dead on the shoulder. Given my general health PLUS the bashed up knees, I've left the good thermal blanket in the truck just in case she dies and I have to phone for help. It's not a situation I'm really comfortable with, as my gentle readers can no doubt imagine.
• I'm stuck working a shift tomorrow morning. Saturdays are about my least favorite shifts, and this one's going to be particularly trying. There's nothing really for me to -do- besides sit and wait for the end of my shift; I got all the filing and such taken care of yesterday and today. Maybe I'll just give up and fire up DF and say to hell with the whole mess. I dunno. Maybe something will appear that needs work. *sigh* Did I mention how much I loathe working Saturdays?

I'm going to bed now. Hopefully I'll get a nap or two.