How did it get to be Saturday? I'm pretty sure that somebody shortened Wednesday and Friday while I wasn't looking. I don't think I got my full 48 hours in those two days. Somebody owes me some hours.

I'm quite sure that nobody shortened Thursday. Thursday was plenty long. Thursday is my least favorite day, because I have to be in for a 9 a.m. staff meeting, which means getting out of bed an hour earlier and making a commute that takes more like an hour and a half instead of an hour. Blah. This Thursday was particularly yucky, since I'd stayed up late shopping the iTunes music store for new music for my iPod. So I was moderately sleep deprived.

It's interesting: moderate sleep deprivation feels a lot like having ADHD, at least as far as I can tell from the way people I know with ADHD have described it. My attention span goes down, I become more distractable, and I'm much more likely to start working on something, pause after 15 minutes to answer the phone or get a glass of water, and then start working on something else, and then repeat this process several times. And then only realize that I'm doing it when my desk or my computer desktop becomes over-cluttered with half-finished projects.

Fortunately, caffeine helps with this problem. So does listening to music on the iPod, so at least the cause of the disease was also partly its cure.

So, speaking of iTunes, the Windows version of it is available for download now. Check it out. Watch your credit card balance, though - it's definitely a "Betcha can't buy just one!" thing.

I think I actually saw a car on fire the other day. Thursday there was a car that had crashed into the center divider on 880, and what were either flames or a very dense shower of sparks were shooting out from under the hood and the wheel well. I hope the driver was okay. As I passed, I thought, "If this were a Hollywood movie, the car would now blow up in a giant fireball, but it's not a movie, and cars hardly ever blow up in real life, so it's okay." Still, I glanced a little nervously in my rear view mirror a couple of times as I was driving away.

So, the plan for this weekend is to work more on the Great Getting Rid of Crap Project, and to do a bunch of reading and critting, and to polish off revisions on a story of mine. Guess I'll go get to it.