The shock of the empty nest...
Oh, but I am in a foul mood.
Upon finishing work, Drew and his friend Brady flew home and - under the watchful eye of Shannon and Huntur - loaded the van and Drew's Honda with stuff and proceeded to move.
They came back for a second load and just left.
I am not mad. I am not sad. I am simply... I don't know what.
I don't feel like writing. I left a load of newly arrived work unlooked at.
Maybe I'm just depressed.
* * * To distract myself, I got to thinking that writing my own Palm application to capture data from the Magellan GPS might not be a good use of my time. A brief session with Google pointed me at a few packages that might do the trick at a reasonable price. I even downloaded one - PathAway - and created maps for it.
It seems to work, but I really don't care.
Maybe I'll feel better in the morning.
Cheers...
Upon finishing work, Drew and his friend Brady flew home and - under the watchful eye of Shannon and Huntur - loaded the van and Drew's Honda with stuff and proceeded to move.
They came back for a second load and just left.
I am not mad. I am not sad. I am simply... I don't know what.
I don't feel like writing. I left a load of newly arrived work unlooked at.
Maybe I'm just depressed.
It seems to work, but I really don't care.
Maybe I'll feel better in the morning.
Cheers...