I’m about to go to sleep. I’ve been burning CDs and DVDs all day. I need to buy the little label thingies that you put on them. But I don’t know how much money I have, and I have to save for insurance. I didn’t finish finding rates today. I just had too much crap to do and wasn’t in the mood. However, I should do it tomorrow or I’m not going to have time during the week. Fuck it. I’m going to sleep. I feel like there’s something I was supposed to blog…oh yeah, I downloaded that song and it is SO cool. I moved the chair away from the space in front of my computer in the living room and I was so dancing. I did it twice. It’s too bad Amanda can’t hang out with us. I think if she just hung around cool people more that she would be much less stressed out. I’m staring at my record player. It’s saying “Ha ha you didn’t find a cartridge or a needle for me yet, I win.” Oh yeah, I was going to comment that I started reading one of the books Molly lent me, On Being Blue, a Philosophical Inquiry, by William Gass. Well, it’s off to bed. I am already in bed. Off to sleep then.