Thursday, July 5, 2007

Second Attempt

This would be my second attempt at blogging. Jenny now thinks I am an even bigger loser than I was before I started blogging. It's a good thing she doesn't know what I was doing with my Tic Tacs at work.

Just when I thought my day was all planned out, the phone rang and I got called to go to work. Its a long story, but I had no clue I was supposed to be there today at 1530. Hadn't showered, done my face or anything; not a pretty sight. Luckily I had just finished making my lunches for the next two days.

Work, when I got there, was actually pretty good. A fairly easy patient load, and everything had been done by the nurse that had done the first 8 hours of the shift. So I didn't really do much. The girlfriend of one of my patients had brought in food and it smelled soooooo yummy; so she gave me a tiny cup of 'red curry soup' that made my eyes water. It was amazingly good; apparently the place is right near the hospital and I'm gonna have to go there with Jen sometime.

Picked up Jen on the way home from work. She was at Amanda's, as usual.

Princess and Tigger were waiting for us when we got home. No, no, that's a lie. Tigger was fast asleep and didn't even move when we opened the door, and I don't even know where Princess was. Probably sleeping down in the basement in some strange place and position.

Is it possible to verbally abuse a cat? If so, I am completely guilty. I constantly call Princess a 'fatass'. He doesn't seem to mind, though. And its true, too, he is a fatass.

Not a horrifically exciting day. Had a workout in the morning at Aspire, kind of routine. Can't wait until the treadmill is fixed; I'm not really too fond of walking outside.

Called Mom on the way home from work. Its interesting to note that she can hear me better from my headset than she can from any other phone I call her from, almost even better than in person.

First Blogging Attempt

Why am I making an attempt at blogging? Well, the reasons are not quite clear; it just seems like something interesting to do. And if I blog, my family can read about my life (like they care) and all the minutae of my daily activities. My mom might like to know what I'm doing all the time that I'm not visiting her.

Another reason is that I have this affliction called 'verbal diarrhea' and I'm thinking that if I blog, I may not talk as much. Besides, my life is an open book; there's not a lot that I keep to myself anyway. Although right now I am keeping some secrets from everyone except my kids, and its a bit of a challenge for me.

Now the big question is how to get this to link to Facebook. . .