Coincidentally, "Crossroads" did not make it to the garbage can

We're reaching a critical point in my life.

A point of decisions. A point riddled with emotional landmines.

You guys. My iPod is just about full. I had to delete some of the CDs I had on there tonight to keep some free space on my little iLifesaver. I could just upgrade my iPod to a 30 G. But that would only spoil me, wouldn't it? This builds character.

At least that's what my mom used to say when I had to do things I didn't want to do ...

Dave would call this period of removing files from my iTunes playlist "the happy period." That's why I call him "he who hath no appreciation for kitsch."