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Internet is back, yay.  Bonus, it includes wireless access; no more using phone data while at home.  Yay.

Still, it has been a long week so far.  Ugh, it’s only Wednesday and tomorrow the boss comes back. ;-P   Hopefully Teresa’s B-Day present will arrive so that I can give it to her.  I wonder how that will play out? 

Need to figure out how to import my old entries into this blog.  I did it before, just have to figure out how to do it again.

Dolly Parton - The Essential Dolly Parton One: I Will Always Love You - 9 To 5

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Top Artists

1 BT 782

2 Madonna 649

3 Dave Matthews Band 494

4 U2 481

5 Marvin Gaye 444

6 Moby 421

7 Mariah Carey 417

8 Garth Brooks 392

9 Kanye West 377

10 Pet Shop Boys 374

11Counting Crows 371

12 Michael Jackson 370

13 Bear McCreary 354

14 R.E.M. 331

15 Missy Elliott 328

Top Tracks

1 Marvin Gaye – I Heard It Through The Grapevine 30

2 Mariah Carey – Hero 28

3 Fatboy Slim – The Rockafeller Skank 27

4 BT – Running Down The Way Up 25

4 The Chemical Brothers – Star Guitar 25

6 Counting Crows – Round Here 24

6 Kanye West – Gold Digger 24

8 Counting Crows – Anna Begins 23

9 BT – Dreaming 22

9 Fatboy Slim – Love Island 22

11 Counting Crows – Mr. Jones 21

11 Counting Crows – Rain King 21

11 James – Say Something 21

11 BT – Blue Skies 21

11 Dolly Parton – I Will Always Love You 21

So I am home on New Year’s Eve, even though there are parties that I could and should be attending.  Unfortunately, the depression bug has its claws hooked in me and I doubt that I can shake it off in time to go anywhere.  Even down to the Embarcadero to see the fireworks like I planned.  But do I really want to be out in the cold and alone in a sea of thousands celebrating the new year.

Food and sleep seems to be the answer to my problems.  Or rather, they are the crutches that I fall back on to ease the pain, if only for a little while.  I really should have taken my medicine with me to Seattle, but I couldn’t remember if the bottle could go through security at the airport or not.  Then maybe I wouldn’t be as depressed as I am now.

It doesn’t help that Teresa’s gift is not here yet.  I ordered it before I left for Seattle expecting it to be here when I arrived.  Online tracking says it’s not going to get here until the 3rd.  I just feel like I totally messed up the holidays and set myself a step back with her.  I guess I’ll know for sure the next time that I see her.  Will it be in a few days or a few weeks or a few months?

Well, if I want to goto sleep to try and ease the pain, I’ll have to take some Nyquil or something, as the stampede of kids is going on upstairs.  I wonder if I have any Jack left?

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