I'll admit it. I'm addicted to OS X. In the past few days, I've only had to boot back into OS 9 a few times, but every time I do, I remember why I love OS X so much. I love how random crashing doesn't happen. I love raw, unadultrated access to the UNIX command-line prompt.
I found out today that my notch hasn't come in yet, so my truck won't be going "under the knife" until mid-next-week. Bummer.
You know, as much as the entire country doesn't want the terrorists to know that we as a country are scared and paranoid, I must admit that my paranoia meter is still in the mid to high regions. It doesn't help that just this evening, Pres. Bush told America in a speech that there have been more credible reports that more terrorist attacks are possible in the next couple of days. I think what I hate the most is the not-knowing. Not knowing if the sound I hear outside is the sound of a commercial jet flying overhead or a fighter jet. Not knowing if I'll wake up tomorrow only to find out that New York City is now a crater. I hate the paranoia that causes Olivia and I to mute the TV every time we hear a strange noise outside. And I guess the worst part is that this may not be over anytime soon.
