I am curious as to how long it's actually been since I had anything interesting to say here... but I'm afraid to look. It's been a long time since I've felt interesting...
I wonder sometimes why I persist on doing this daily. No, I know why... because if I didn't, I wouldn't do it at all, and the world would be a poorer place for it.
O'yeah... I'm smoking again. Lasted 48 hours this time, almost. Another try coming up real soon, once I get some days off. This 21-day stretch is starting to take a psychological toll. I'm really incapable of doing anything but sleeping and working, and I'm not even really sleeping very well... but when I do, my dreams seem to be larger than my life. No, I don't really know what I mean by that.
Last night was busier than it's been lately, and the next four nights should be really interesting... the two docs that I dread working with the most are on back to back, two nights each.
But I did get out of the twelves... I'll only be working tens the last three nights, so that's a relief. Eights would have been much better, but I'll take whatever I can get.
The football season has started, and I am totally uninterested. This is a good thing. Watching football would waste time that I can use wasting time on this computer. One should choose how one wastes one's time, after all, and choose carefully.
Time to shave and shower and hit the road...