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( Apr. 3rd, 2009 12:27 pm)
Okay, so... Colleen and I are up until about 1am last night. She's working on grades, I'm helping her a bit.
Marcus didn't get to sleep until late, so dinner was delayed until about 10pm. The ER finale was on, but I decided to bin it since I haven't watched it in 1.5 years, so I changed it over to the most recent ep of The Mighty Boosh that was DVR'd from Cartoon Network. (The Office wasn't on last night, damn.) Strange show, reminded Colleen of The Young Ones, and we decided to watch it again. So after that was done, I watched a show on secret societies while helping with the report cards, then Robot Chicken, then The F-Word Meets Top Gear on the DVR, and ended with the last half hour of a bio on Guns n Roses. Colleen finished a stack of papers right then, and decided to get some sleep...
Fast forward to this morning. Tired alarm wakes me in the morning, 530am. Rouse Colleen and she rolls out of bed around 545. She starts working on comment labels for the report cards. (Did I mention they go out today?)
Skip ahead to just about 7am...
Lights go out. TV switches off.
From the computer desk I hear this anguished scream emenate from Colleen.
Yep. Power down.
Went outside to check the extent. My upstairs neighbor was out there, and asked if I lost power. So the building's out
Street and traffic lights at the intersection in front of my building are out as well. Nifty!
Colleen's in a panic, and rushes off to school to redo the comment labels.
I get Marcus ready about half an hour early, and get him over to my parents' house early.
Since I'm running early, I stop at a Honey Farms to get myself some liquid energy (grape NOS), and a chocolate/raspberry iced coffee and a raspberry stick from the Honey Dew Donuts inside the place.
By the time I get to the school, she's calmed down, and surprised by my refreshments for her.

So now I'm sitting here at work, feeling loopy from lack of sleep, stiff muscle in the back of my neck, eagerly awaiting lunch when I can make another visit up to Five Guys.
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( Feb. 10th, 2009 10:40 am)
My legs are so sore...

So we got a Nintendo Wii between Christmas and New Year's.
Soon after that, we obtained a Wii Fit. We've been using it pretty much every day since we got it. Well, Colleen has, I've skipped a day here and there.

One thing I don't like about it is that it relies on the Body Mass Index, which is a load of horse$#!+, since it only takes height and weight into consideration, not muscle mass or bone mass. It has me above 30, which is the obese level. I'm 5'11"-ish and average at 215lb... that's not obese. Overweight, perhaps, but not obese.

You have four sets of exercises: Yoga, Strength, Aerobics and Balance. I start off with the Ski Jump in Balance. My record is like 328m (combined from two jumps). I do Ski Slalom as well, then get into Strength training, running five or six exercises there.
Then comes Yoga... Half Moon, Warrior, Chair, Palm Tree... only four or five exercises.
Right know, thanks to Lunge and Chair, I'm feeling it in my front thigh areas... so much that I haven't done my Fit stuff in a couple of days. Well, when you throw in pulling a nearly 50-lb child up a hill on a sled four or five times...

All in all, a good investment.
So, here are a few things...

Wednesday, 21 Jan
Had to drive to Burlington for training. Distance was about 50 miles. Took me about 1.25 hours. Major backup was on Rt 3 until about Concord Road.
Drive back took longer. Getting onto 3 from I95 was impossible, so I cut onto the main drag where the Mall is, and took the back way. Rt 3 was still slow until 495, but we were moving.

Thursday, 22 Jan
Burlington again, drive in was a little over an hour, plus a quick stop at Finagle-a-Bagel to get breakfast. Class started an hour earlier, so it let out around 4pm.
Getting to Rt 3 from I95 impossible again, so took back way past the Mall to Rt 62. Getting onto Rt 3 from Rt 62 was impossible there too, so I took Rt 62 through Concord, Maynard, Stow, onto 117 through Bolton to 495. Ride home was approaching two hours. Yuck.

On Friday, 23 January, I celebrated my birthday. Mom and Bro-in-law were both up for a weekend visit.
Work was rather normal. I treated myself to breakfast from Hooligan's, a place just down the road from work. (Two eggs over easy, hash, bacon, sausage, hash browns, toast.)
Didn't really eat lunch.
Met up with Colleen, Marcus, the in-laws, and Dad at Bugaboo Creek in Shrewsbury. Drank an entire Mountain Man Margarita (forgot to ask for no salt). Ordered fish and chips (the tartar sauce is excellent! Has a sweet flavor to it.) but didn't eat too much of it. Took it home. And yes, they arranged for the Moose puppet to come around with cake.
In-laws got me cash, lightsaber attachments for the Wii controllers, and a half-yard glass with holder. Colleen and Marcus got me the Iron Chef game for the Wii, as well as a nice tanto from an Asian flair shop in Greendale Mall. Parents got me cash.

Saturday 24 January
Had breakfast at the hotel with the in-laws.
Went to Best Buy and picked up a Western Digital Caviar Black 1TB HDD for the PC, using my birthday cash.
Didn't really have lunch.
C, Johnny and I went to the St Mary School Winter Ball that night. We got several prizes at the "games," including two audiobooks.

Sunday 25 January
Breakfast at the hotel again.
It was a pretty easy day for everyone.
Tried a new place for dinner -- Royal Fried Chicken. It's a new joint up the road from us. Not too bad. Cheap eats.

Now, we have a Wii Fit as of this past weekend.
Colleen's addicted to it. She does at least a half hour routine each night.
I set myself up on it. My center of balance is off a little to the left. It also puts me at about 216lb, with my BMI being just over the line into... get this... obese. WtF????!?!?!?!?!?
I set a goal for myself: 16 lbs in 3 months.
My original Wii Fit Age was like 50...
In one night, that dropped to 35. BMI dropped a little too, but still not into Overweight.
I love the ski jump balance game... I have the record right now of 311m (two jumps per set, both are added together).

I may have pooed console game systems before, but I love the Wi.
It's days like this where I think of where I would rather be, and what I'd rather be doing if I wasn't here at work.

If I wasn't here, I'd be at home, finishing up the dining room and living room for company this weekend.
After that, I'd sit in the living room, nestled in the papasan chair with only one light on, a book in hand or a movie on the DVD... munchies, drink...

But I'm here... Oh well...
- Manage to spill a whole 1-liter of soda all over myself. Had spare pants at work, found a sweatshirt. Colleen brought spare shirts to change into. Desk chair soaked, removed from office. Current substitute not as comfortable as there is nothing above midback.
- Burn today's lunch (lasagna) in the nuker, as it disregarded the fact that I programmed it for 50% power, and it did it as full. Into the bin.
- Nuke up tomorrow's lunch (manicotti), correctly I might add, and it still came out overcooked, tough and rubbery. Into the bin.
- Had a second 1-liter of Dew in the freezer to chill down. Some asshat took it out, and by the time my lunch break came around, it was piss warm.

- The new Cure CD, 4:13 Dream

So far, the only bright point to my day...
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( Oct. 7th, 2008 01:23 pm)
Apparently, I work with a bunch of vultures...

Not here in the Data group, where I park my carcass day in and day out, but over in the much larger Voice group.

Today there was a potluck. I brought in two plates of cookies from a local megamart, so yes, I paid my admission into it. As did quite a few others.
My guess is that the company threw in the buckets from KFC.

Well, thanks to a brief yet furious outage, we Data folks couldn't get up there quick enough (well, maybe less than a handful did). By the time I had a chance to go snag some food, all that was left of the lunch-type stuff were a few nachos and a spoonful of ziti.
All the KFC was gone, picked over, nothing... not a sausage (literally).

And here I am, without a lunch.
Oh, I have food here, but it's either cans of Pringles or a couple cups of nukable mac-n-cheese. Nothing of any real substance. And I refuse to go out and spend more money on getting me something to eat when I should have been able to get something at the potluck as I spend like $15 on the cookies, yet those who didn't bring anything got their faces filled.

Fucking annoyed by this, and rightly so.
Annoyed, hungry, and not bothering to eat now just on fucking principle.
Appreciation my blanched arse.
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( Jun. 9th, 2008 12:46 pm)
It's beastly hot here at work. AC is sort of working... thermometer about 20ft from my desk reads about 85+, but that's also at a junction where there's a bit of air circulation. Back where I sit, there's not a lot of air moving, so I've got my fans on full blast.

Had a busy weekend while C and M were with MiL down in VA/MD. One of C's aunts got married. I couldn't go due to time off, or lack thereof since I have a bunch tied up already.
Got some of the apartment cleaned.
Got C's oil changed.
Bought the new book from Lee Child, saving for my vacation.
Got C's birthday present.
Did a bit of other shopping.
Didn't eat a hell of a lot, really. Happens when C and M are away, I just don't feel justified with getting the regular amounts of food at the store, and don't feel like cooking big meals. *shrug*

Have D&D 4e box set on order from Amazon. Originally was supposed to ship out on 06 June. However, now delayed shipment until between 16-24 Jun, which means I'll see if by 1 July. I'm seriously hoping that I can get it before my vacation now.

And here's something [ profile] ibabeu will appreciate, especially after a dinner convo last Friday...
We had gotten onto the subject of cars, and he had mentioned the Can-Am Spyder, a curious-looking 3-wheeled roadster.
Whilst on my errands on Saturday, I happened to glance up and see a billboard for the vehicle, and though, "Well that's a coincidence..."
Ah, but I'm not done yet.
Sunday morning, I was out at the Super Wal-Mart in Leicester, and what did I happen to see parked near one of the entrances, its owner sitting on it? You guess it... a Can-Am Spyder.
I couldn't take my eyes off of it. Beautiful, it was, except I wouldn't have done it in yellow, myself.

That's all I have of interest...
Originally, I had thought of renaming the entries as "Pink's Log," but that sounded too... well... risque, so I came up with this less image-inducing title...

So, a recap from when I last regaled everyone...

Friday 8 Feb 2008
Felt like asbolute crap. Went home around 100pm, changed into comfies, crawled into bed, and just zoned. Had the TV on (Sci-Fi was running episodes from Doctor Who's second series, so I zoned through the last two episodes and into a great X-Files episode on the life of CSM) while I was in and out of consciousness. M and C came home for a while before heading back out for an evening of karaoke at a party, and I stayed home and rested. Still hadn't really eaten anything.

Saturday 9 Feb 2008
Woke up early as Marcus decided to awaken about 600-ish. Brought him into the room so he could watch some TV early on in the morning while C and I dozed. We ran a few errands (That's Entertainment, the vet for more meds for Julius, Wal-Mart), then came home. C went out in the evening to see a play starring one of her former students, and I got Marcus fed and in bed. C and I had dinner late that night after she came home (she even stopped at McD's for a salad for her and a choc shake for me), and watched Torchwood, which I DVR'd. I just had some noodle soup.

Sunday 10 Feb 2008
Marcus slept in longer this morning, which is good.
Had breakfast with Marcus while C went to church, then I took a quick run up to Shaw's to pick up a few things.
After I got back, I started in on the kitchen -- cleared out some cabinets, removed quite a bit of trash, scrubbed surfaces, scrubbed floor, scrubbed stove... cleaned out the bottom/floor level of the pantry... dumped old soda and beer into the commode...
After all that was said and done, I called it quits around 630p so we could get Marcus some dinner and a bath.
After his bath, he found a surprise in his bed -- a leftover Christmas present: a huge stuffed bear that's as big as he is, if not bigger. C got it for $5 through her school. He loves it.
Had a real dinner, and it stayed with me nicely.

Monday 11 Feb 2008
Back at work. Right hip is giving me grief. If it bothers me longer than a couple of days, I'll go see someone about it.
Feeling much better.
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( Feb. 7th, 2008 03:47 pm)
I've been suffering from the gastric bug that's been making its way around the office as of late... started Thursday night with feeling very nauseous. Stayed home Friday so I didn't have to worry about rushing long distances to the loo. Felt better over the weekend, for the most part. Didn't really eat a whole lot, though I wasn't truly hungry.

Now it's what, Thursday, and I feel drained. I haven't eaten anything in 25+ hours as I have absolutely no appetite. I've been trying to stay hydrated as well. I just hate feeling this way.
I'm active, I'm mobile, I'm muddling through the day. I just want this to go away and go away now.
So yesterday, I reported that I felt like complete and absolute crap, right? Dull, non-specific headache that lead to feelings of being off-center and off-balance, combined with nausea and the inability to truly concentrate on what's going on.

So I went home from work at around 415p, stopped off at Colleen's school to tell her that I would be at home, stopped to get some ginger ale for the nausea, and then arrived at home. After putting a load of laundry into the washer, I got myself into comfies, turned on the TV in the bedroom, left the lights off, put a small blanket over my eyes, and zoned.

A little while later, I heard this little voice beside the bed. I looked over and saw that Colleen and Marcus had arrived at home. Getting a hug from the little one always makes me feel better.
My temp was normal, I just felt extremely run down and crappy.
By the time I made dinner after Marcus was in bed, the stomach was feeling back to normal. The headache remained, but a dose of ibuprofen at dinner, Tylenol PM before bed, and half a pint of B&J Vanilla Caramel Fudge followed by sleep fixed that. I feel much better this morning... apart from the sniffles and the cough.

And I'm not going to do dextromethorphin to counter the cough for a while. I think it aggravated my chronic GI condition and made life rather uncomfortable for a few days.
So last night, I stayed up until around midnight, having a half pint of B&J Mint Chocolate Cookie as a snack, with a few Utz cheese-flavored Puff-n-Corn as a finisher (salty/savory after the sweet). I was only sort of sleepy, and I wanted to finish the comic I was reading, so I changed the channel to the History Channel (Modern Marvels on extreme aircraft), finished my snack, and the comic. I turned out the light and let myself just sort of relax. I had already taken some Tylenol for the lingering headache I had through the late hours...
I could feel my body zonig itself out... but I couldn't fall asleep. While I enjoy that feeling of being only sort of there, it's unnerving when sleep doesn't soon follow.
I think I managed to conk out sometime after 3am -- and the alarm goes off at 530am.
So I'm operating through the day in sort of a haze of sleepiness, fatigue and exhaustion. My plan is to just let myself crash out after I get Marcus into bed...
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( Sep. 11th, 2007 01:29 pm)
I think I've been channelling most of the day's energy without any filters or anything to help block it, or at least even it out at lesser levels.

It's pouring out, which brings my energy levels down. I feel like I could sleep several more hours. I just can't seem to completely wake up. However, if I went home from work, I wouldn't sleep -- I would do some housework just because.

Colleen's Check Engine light came back on, even after repairs at two different places.
The dealer replaced the catalytic converter under warranty. After that, they wanted $750 to replace the muffler and midpipe assembly. Screw that.
A reputable mechanic replaced the muffler and midpipe and did an oil change for under $320. CE light was out until this past weekend. We're well within the warranty period for the mechanic, so we're taking it back there for a looksee.

Never ends. Just like today. When it rains, it pours...
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( Aug. 20th, 2007 03:51 pm)
So sometime on Friday, my upper left arm began to hurt. It wasn't a numbing pain or anything like that, it was just something deep in the muscle. It might have actually started Thursday night, but it was only a minor annoyance and wasn't present Friday morning. I really didn't think much of it, thinking I could sleep it off again, but on Saturday it was definitely more than an annoyance, it was downright painful. I was able to get through fixing the washer with Dad, but for the rest of the day, I could really feel it. I downed some Motrin and some Tylenol during the course of the day, but it didn't really take the edge off. The Icy Hot that Colleen rubbed into my arm felt good, though I didn't feel the Hot part, only the Icy. It was a little tough getting to sleep, but I managed.

Sunday, it was worse. I can't raise my arm to the side more than twenty degrees (give or take, I don't have a bleedin' protractor with me) without needing to stop due to pain. It hurts to drive in my normal configuration (left hand on wheel, right on shifter - and yes, it's an automatic). Hell, sometimes it hurts just to let it hang, and it's now also up in my outer shoulder! I can't hold Marcus for too long when I pick him up (though I carry him more with my right arm), and I've looked like Verbal Kint walking around from time to time as I hold my arm. It took longer to get to sleep last night as I couldn't get comfortable.

I called Fallon Urgent Care last night to try to get an appointment for this evening. They told me that I had to call back in today to get a slot. So I did, just after 9am... and a little while later... and again a little while after that... all in all, over half a dozen calls, with hold times exceeding 10 to 15 minutes each. I didn't wait around after that long. So my plan is to just walk into the UC clinic and ask/demand to be seen. If they give me any grief, I'm going to tell them that I tried calling at least half a dozen times with no pickup at all, and that I'm not leaving until someone sees me.
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( Jun. 28th, 2007 10:17 am)
I really have nothing to rant about today.
And that's a good thing.

Today started off like any other summer weekday. Colleen got up early and went for a walk while I slept in past 700am. Marcus started to stir after she got back, and I helped get him up and ready before grabbing a shower.
When I left around 800am, he was already dressed and they were doing the breakfast thing while the Wiggles were playing on the DVD.
I stopped at DD and got a Sobe Coolatta, and then stopped Hannaford's to grab a box of banana Twinkies. Yes, the original flavor is back. If you remember eating them before this past month, then you're older than you let on, because the last time they produced these was back during WWII, before shortages forced them to cut out the banana and go to the bland "vanilla" creme flavor we all adore. I gotta tell you, these are addictive. The other day, I was gagging for one after I had my lunch, and I forgot to pick up a pack during my typical morning stop for daily supplies. Now I'm set for a few days.

So while our illustrious Red Sox have dropped the last three to Seattle, I see that the Yankess have fumbled their last four, and are now two games behind Toronto... and Toronto's nine behind us. Plus, Boston is leading the entire American League... with the LA Angels a mere single game behind us. Let us not forget that we're just about halfway through the season here, with the All-Star break coming up. Anything can happen. Schilling could blow out his ankle again. The Yankees could come down with a major case of food poisoning. Tampa Bay could experience a miracle and actually win each and every game in the second half of the season and come out on top.
Yeah... and they'll make Twinkies taste like chicken-fried steak next. (Don't laugh... I've seen a place that makes and sells bacon-flavored ice cream.)

"The goodness of the true pun is in the direct ratio of its intolerability." — Edgar Allan Poe, Marginalia, 1849

"Hanging is too good for a man who makes puns; he should be drawn and quoted." —Fred Allen

Mother Lion and Father Lion had gone off hunting, and had told their two children not to wander away. However, a couple of small wildebeests wandered by, and the baby lions could not resist the temptation to try out their own hunting skills. They ran out, chased after the animals, killed them, and started eating them.

Just as the baby lions were reaching the end of their meal, the parents appeared in the distance. One of the baby lions turned to the other, and said: "That is the end of the gnus. Here again are the head lions."
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( Apr. 4th, 2007 02:35 pm)
My PC at work was just upgraded -- 3GHz, 1GB RAM, two monitors. (I almost wrote something to the effect of two minotaurs... how funny would that look?) Plus, I've got this smaller keyboard that will take some getting used to, let alone the dual-monitor issue.

No other updates. Marcus is still amazing us.

Picked up White Night (the latest book in The Dresden Files by Jim Butcher) last night. Didn't start it. I reread Storm Front recently, after watching that ep on the TV show. I'm going to dig up the other books for a reread as well.

Start of the Saturday gaming group is being put off for a few weeks. I'm unavailable this week, and another player won't be around for the following two weekends. Gives me time to work on concepts.

Nothing else going on, really.
Started another new blog as a backup... check out this blog and let me know what you think...
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( Mar. 30th, 2007 02:46 pm)
It's been a long time since I've done any sort of an update, so...

The Home Front:
Things are pretty much the way they've been for a while now. We're still getting things sorted and organized so that we can move about the place without any risk of doing ourselves a mischief. Granted, it still may take a little while, and we're both working, then taking care of Marcus when we get home... that leaves the weekends.
Brother in law is coming up for a visit for a few days... and Mom in law comes up for Colleen's spring vacation week.
Colleen goes in for gall bladder surgery on 16 April. MiL will already be up for the whole week to help out. I'm not worried about the surgery at all. Colleen is, understandably, nervous.

The Job Front:
I really do like where I am.
The job itself is all right... answering calls, doing internet support, that sort of thing.
It's more the atmosphere, the people... lots of joking around, socializing... and the fact that I can pester the senior techs without having to ask "May I?" before doing so is a great benefit. Not like my old job, where I had several people breathing down my neck because I was the only person answering the phones there. The other CS rep at my old job was, for the most part, nowhere to be seen most of the time since he was promoted to CS Manager... over one person in the CS department... that was it. I had to ask permission to do nearly anything that wasn't related to answering the phone, and my call volume went up and up and up and up and up...
But I digress for now. Job comparison will be another post.

Gaming Front:
Looks like my Saturday group is starting up again... every other week, which is good. I'll be able to get a little gaming in and still be able to spend time with Colleen and Marcus.
Not too sure what I want to play as yet. I would like to play a Monk going into Kensai, but I have to see how the GM's world is written out.

Other than that, not much else is going on.
Marcus will be two years old in early May. Where in the hells did the time go? He surprises and amuses us every day with the new things that he does. His vocabulary is growing every day.
We just love him to pieces.

Out here.
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( Mar. 16th, 2007 03:02 pm)
I can see the outside world if I stand up and turn 135 degrees left.
Snow is coming down at a 45 degree angle from both horizontal and vertical, and rather steadily.
We know that the drive home is going to be piss-poor at best. Will they let us out early? Hells no.
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( Mar. 16th, 2007 11:18 am)
It's been a good while since I've done a real update...
That's because it's been, for the most part, the same old same old.

I stayed home from work on Thursday, calling in sick. I could barely talk that morning. Hell, I could barely whisper. I rested my throat for the whole day, and it's better today. Still not 100%, but it's better.
So I get into work today, and it's Day 2 of using a new call-handling software package. When I left work on Wednesday, I was able to get into the system without any problems. Today, no dice. I'm not having any luck. So in the 2h15m that I've been here, I haven't fielded any calls.
This reminds me of a few Fridays ago when I couldn't get into the ticketing system for most of the day.

Big weather event coming in starting today -- 6-10" of snow, starting around lunchtime, then switching to heavy rain during the evening/overnight hours. It's all supposed to end around lunchtime tomorrow. Wonder how much snow we'll be left with when it's all over. Of course, I'll be driving home in the worst of it today. *grumble*

Something tells me I should have called in today, too.
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( Mar. 6th, 2007 09:30 am)
I feel like complete and utter hell this morning...

It's not that I'm ill or anything...
I just didn't get a lot of sleep last night... or the night before, as well.
It's catching up with me.

I know I've told myself this before, but tonight I'm not staying up late to watch TV. I think I'll crash out right after House.

Hopefully I can make it through the day. Caffeine doesn't do much for me anymore, so if I were to partake of some in order to keep me going, I would need to ingest enough caffeine to make a bull elephant jumpy.
Anyone got any Bennies? Go-Tabs?
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( Feb. 14th, 2007 10:33 am)
So, I gave Colleen her MP3 player this morning. She went absolutely ape over it, highly impressed with what it could do. I already had it loaded with all of her Cure CDs, all of our Blackmore's Night CDs, some Air Supply, Skid Row, Alanis... she loves it.

I was originally skeptical about coming in this morning, what with the weather and all. Normally, my drive takes me 15-20 minutes, depending upon route and if I stop anywhere along the way. My longer commute days are Monday and Tuesday, when I take Marcus to Colleen's school so his daycare provider can pick him up, so I'm not leaving the school until anywhere from 820 to 830. So long as I make it there by around 900, I'm okay.
This morning, I did get a late start, and I stuck to the highways -- 290E to 495S to 20W. The best roads were on 495. I did have a little slide on 20 as I approached work, but the rest of the drive wasn't too bad.
However, I may have to bail early -- Colleen's ultrasound results came back, and she may have to have her gall bladder worked on or removed -- bad infalmmation, so she may have to go in for a surgical consult later on today.

And here I sit, with the damned Wiggles stuck in my head. Marcus wants to watch the one DVD he has on a constant basis.
At least I got him to watch Cars on Sunday. Cute movie, especially with George Carlin as a VW Minibus that's still stuck in the 60s.


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