Just rescued out my old Mac from the attic.
Right now it's humming away to itself in the corner of my office while I write.
Yay.

And on that note, zzzzzzZZZZZzzz...

Home. Yay.

Here we go...

Another Halloween come and gone . . . and not one of the trick or treaters was dressed as Batman... sad face

watching Robert Wise's 'The Haunting' with the missus. Yay.

Tea and toast, watching Batman cartoons with Sophie, lingering echoes of odd dreams from last night...

Déjà vu all day long, practically nonstop. Either somebody' messing with The matrix or a mental collapse is immanent. Possibly both.

Listening to the Steve Jobs biography on my drive in this morning. I need one of those Reality Distortion Field generators. Badly.

Right. Time for bed...