The Time is Nigh-er

Wow, don't I feel all grown-up now? After living with the same alarm clock by my bedside for 21 years, I've just bought a new one. When I was 13, I saved up for three weeks to buy the way-cool "Nite Jams" radio that came with ear-bud headphones... something that, believe it or not, was a pretty darned new invention back then. Woo, ear-buds!

Well, I've shelled out a whopping $40 for a mid-range clock that has two alarm presets and even brightness control for the display. It even has a sophisticated, sleek look to it. Me likey. I never realized how I sort of had this juvenile attachment to that clock, and having it bedside, well, it felt juvenile. Hmm. I wonder if having a swank new clock bedside is gonna make me a more grown-up lover? Ha, I very much doubt that. Or, rather, let's hope not. I like the mixed bag I present.

Anyhow, I don't got much for ya tonight. I'm off to bed at the end of the hour, in the hopes I'll get a decent night's sleep before I head in to do early-morning volunteering with the Writer's Fest, then off to work for a pretty full day of work. Should be another 12-hour "work" day once the volunteering's factored in. But I get a 3-day weekend and the satisfaction of knowing I'm righteously Citizen Steff.

'sides, here's hoping there's cute book type guys hangin' round the events tomorrow. Note to self: Look cute.

Have an awesome Thursday.