How Do I Know I'm Getting Old?

...when I eat all sorts of junk food (yesterday was a ridicurous pig-out day) and the next day I wake up early and can't go back to bed because my body is not agreeing with it.

I never had this problem before. wtf? fml!

Gonna go running with a friend at work, Milton Lester. Should be interesting; I kind of made him join the Mississauga Marathon 10km race for next year, and ummm, well...he never really ran before. Not that I'm a coach or anything, but I'm feeling like I'm gonna have to try to motivate him or something

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Hate it...argh

My Wife Is Funny

Went to the hospital today to see Xavier (he is having problems peeing; but thankfully he is doing well). Sharon had to wear a mask when we were there because she's been sick the past week.

When she was holding him, she said, "do you think Xavier is going to think that I'm his Muslim Aunt?"

Stop Thinking

All this thinking can't be good for anyone.

Enjoying this song for some reason: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hxvk3_I4zA4

Not sure why I enjoy what seems to be her wailing and crying throughout the song

Hurting

Got this big bruise on my arm, prolly from playing ball. Haven't been bruised since, well, it's been a long time. I don't exactly heal quickly, as it took a few days for the bruise to show and I've been sporting it for a few days now. Sucks.

Oh, and apparently I wear my heart on my sleeve. Does this mean I have a bruise on my heart then?

Hello, I'm Embarassed

This new position Kiri and I have? Yeah...just a little embarrassing.

But whateves, we ain't gonna complain. There's potential here for a pay raise!

Ping Ponged

And now, I'm back to doing what I was supposed to be doing.

One problem: I still don't know where and when I'm supposed to start. Oh, and training would be nice as well

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Life sometimes throws you a curveball when all you've been getting are fastballs up until this point. Do you take the pitch? Do you swing and try to hit it? Do you just swing and miss on purpose? Or do you let it just hit you if it's coming your way?

Yes. Yes, you do

It Could Be Worse...

...I could have no job.

I guess a Rozzy walk and a sleep was all it took? Change your attitude boy, your life is great!

Well That's Frustrating Yet Again

Hate it when I'm told I'm doing something at work, and then get ready for it by clearing my schedule, and then told, "sorry, you're not doing that anymore".

I was really looking forward to the change. I hope I don't have to go back.

Crap

You Need A Supervisor?

Well, according to my division at work, I am one?

So I've been seconded to be a "Supervisor" at the H1N1 Flu Clinics. At first I thought it was going to be back-up shifts, where I'm just covering for someone who may be sick. We had a meeting today. What did I find out?

Oh, just that I'll be working on a "cycle" where it's essentially every other weekend (and that's not overtime). And how long will this cycle be for? Oh, just until Christmas.

So essentially I'm not going to be in my regular office for the time being. And the funny thing, at least to me, is that the people I will be reporting to was under the impression that I already was a Supervisor. Ha! Screw-up!

You know what though? I think I'm excited about it. Change baby, change!

Another Reason To Have Kids?

When work is really crappy and you don't want to think about it, you have a reason to come home.

At least, that's my romanticized version of the joys of kids.

Not that we're having any anytime soon or anything. We're getting a dog first. Sharon said we could get one once the kitchen is done! Yehey!