Cleaning up here at the casita. So far, so good. In a short while here, I'll start printing file folder labels, and actually finishing the filing cabinet job. WHOOIE!

It seems that Arafat just died. Interesting.

I've been talking to Joel again - he's been in the hospital for two weeks - violent naseua which has produced pneumonia. I think he's not happy in his new living situation. He hasn't had a chance to look for a job, because he's been sick, and his "room mate" is in love with him. Like that wasn't predictable.

I'm going to go see him at Memorial Hermann tonight, I think.