To the Airport

I may have spoken too soon about Brenda's feelings about the computer. She is still leery of the Internet and thinks that I use it to flirt with women. Sigh. This topic came out once again last night and I really hesitate to mention this fact, because it certainly puts her in a bad light. In her defense, she was not feeling well last night and said so.

Why would I be looking for someone else when I sleep with her every night? To me she sounds paranoid when she makes such statements. The Internet is not some great evil to be feared. It can be a great many different things and I try to stress to her the creative outlet that it gives me. Another point that I try to impress upon her is the business element of the Internet with its easy access to stock information and so on. I sincerely hope that her feelings change over time or this could be a major problem with us.

What really bothers me is that Brenda can accept the fact that her cherished aunt watches Judge Judy on television, but she can not accept the fact that I like the Internet. In my opinion, Judge Judy is far more mindless and damaging than the Internet. The aunt who does not like me also watches wrestling on television which to me speaks volumes about her personality.

Work was so completely mellow today that I must have read for three hours this afternoon. Yes, I can explain why I had that much time to read. Since my company uses such poorly configured computers, the program that I run effectively locks it for about three hours until it is finished. So I see that as a perfect opportunity to catch up on some quality reading.

I read in the latest New Yorker about the passing fascination that the public had with multiple personality disorder a few years back. The article revealed how the public loved and fed the discovery of more and more women having this disorder and the backlash that followed soon after. The article also mentioned that every century there is an illness that is all the rage and sleepwalking was a big hit two centuries ago.

Even though Brenda was working late tonight and I knew that I could do whatever I wanted to do for most of the night, I spent about an hour and a half just sitting at my apartment. It seemed so different without the computer there.

Later tonight I have to go to the airport to pick up Beth. I am still not sure why I am going and not her husband, but maybe I missed something along the way. Maybe the husband was staying in Florida longer and he needs the car when they get back.

Oh, I still can not hear out of my right ear. Most of the time I feel as though I am underwater. Everything sounds muffled and very distant to me. This might lend itself to the boyfriend trait of selective hearing that I seem to lack. All that I have to do is lie on my left side and the hearing world falls away.