I dislike Sundays. Specifically, Sunday evenings. I get off of work at 8PM, and it doesn’t leave me with much free time for anything, because I have to be to work at 11AM on Monday morning. Now, I know what you’re thinking; “Shawno, you lazy bastard. You have 15 hours between those two work shifts. What’s the problem?” Well, I’ll use tonight to demonstrate my point.

As you should’ve read in the first paragraph, my Sunday evening work shift ended at 8PM. Immediately after that, I began cooking dinner, and by the time dinner was made and consumed, it was certainly approaching 10PM. Of course, Jen finished off the leftover wine from Valentine’s Day with dinner, and that put her in a chatty mood, so we spent the next hour or so sitting on the couch, talking. And that’s just fine. But by then, it was 11PM, and I really needed to get the dishes washed. So I washed the dishes. And now I’m typing this. It’s just after midnight. In order to get a decent night’s rest and still get a walk in before work tomorrow (today!) I’ll need to be in bed around 1AM. That gives me not quite an hour of true “free time,” and I don’t appreciate that one bit.

Which means I really should stop writing this and go do something less productive for awhile. I think I’ll watch the last of last week’s “The Daily Show” and “Colbert Report” episodes, and if I’m lucky, I’ll squeeze some reading in right before I go to bed.

Anyway, Sundays suck.

Readers who listen to Hyper Nonsense know that I’ve been plagued by equipment problems lately. Specifically, my Firewire mixer stopped working, and I couldn’t fix it. In a fit of frustration over an item that is not even two years old, I sold it on eBay. It is gone now. On its way to Ohio, I think. And by the way, I fully disclosed the mixer’s problems. I’m honest like that.

Thanks to an early Christmas gift from my mom, I was able to buy a replacement mixer. I opted for what I believe is a bigger, better and more reliable model (made by a different company). I’m looking forward to getting the new mixer, and I really hope it’s everything I need. Time will tell.

Along with the mixer, I’ve picked up a nice collection of other “new” gear. Most notably, a (mostly) “new” Mac Mini with some cool external peripherals. I’ve also got some cool “new” music equipment on the way. You may have noticed my use of talky marks ’round the word “new” (there they are again) in this paragraph. That’s ’cause most of the stuff I’ve purchased is actually used. So, while it’s new to me… well, you know what I mean. I’ve funded most of these purchases through a fire sale of my own things. And while it’s definitely good to let go of old things and make room for new ones, it’s not always easy. I’ll be shipping my guitar amp off to its new owner tomorrow. For the first time in nearly 18 years, I’ll be without a guitar amp. Sure, I can always buy another one (and I probably will). But I don’t know. It’s all kinda depressing, really. And I don’t like being depressed.

I know I’ll feel better soon. Once I’ve got all this stuff here, and I can bask in the warm glow of dancing LED’s, that’ll help.

I hope so, anyway.

I haven’t written anything in a few days. That’s because I decided to take on a pretty big project. Specifically, I’ve been moving stuff around in our dining room/studio. The idea hit me last week, when I realized that we really need to have a better “studio” space for recording podcasts and music. Starting on Thursday night, I began disassembling things and moving them around. (Jen helped with the fish tank. A note to aquarium filter companies: YOU SUCK!!) I’m done with the heavy stuff. Now I’m getting the smaller details in order. I’ll have an update in the next few days. (With pictures.)