Yah, not much going on these days. Mostly just work and work some more. Spent all day Saturday at work, and here I am again on Sunday at work. Beats twiddling my thumbs. No money to go anywhere or do anything, can't sleep around the clock, so I work. I've read all 10 or 15 of the books in my possession in the last week. I suppose if I had a portable TV I might watch some, but not too likely. So, I work. Yep, pretty boring.
I shaved my beard off Saturday morning; by the time I was done I had already decided that I've got to grow it back. I just don't look like 'me' without a beard. That's the kind of stuff that happens when you are bored; that's why I'm working. Less opportunity to get into trouble.