02/02/01 - I tried to check my web site from the front door tonight; it wouldn't let me in. They said I was having technical difficulties.  Perhaps so, but I'm not sure I wanted that broadcast to the world. I worked the swing shift tonight (4 p.m. to 12 midnight).  It's still Friday night.  Funny how I never get a Friday night off but I can still appreciate it for what it is. There's a little more freedom in a Friday. Not everyone feels that way though. It's always busy at my job on Friday nights. I think some people are afraid of them. Maybe they think the world stops for two days, the lonely people, that is. They think they are going to be forgotten because the office is closed or their doctor is not on call. Some complain more, lots more on Friday. Could it be because they resent that there are people out there enjoying themselves on a Friday night and they aren't? All I know is that I didn't have a moment's peace tonight at work and it will probably take me an hour or two to wind down. One of the benefits to working nights and graveyard is that the pace can slow down. It's possible for me to get some reading and writing in at my job, on a slow night that is. I have developed the knack of focusing, even with interruptions. I get a kick out of the writing books I've read and the writing classes I've taken where they tell you that you need to have your own space for writing, preferably a room with a door where you can lock the rest of the world out. I've gotten to the point where I can't write anything without noise and bustle around me. The peace and quiet is there, but it's directly in my mind. Well, it's been an exhausting week. Even though Saturday night is my only night off this weekend, I still consider it the weekend and even though this is early Saturday morning, I still consider it Friday night. So, I'm going to do what we all should do on a Friday night and relax a bit and leave the work week behind me ...