Heh, National Hospital Week.... Once again, we (the hospital as a whole) were treated to culinary treats. Did we, the poor worker-bees in CT, get to participate? Of course not. We had patients to do. And patients we did, heh. From dawn to dusk... or at least from the time I clocked in until the time that I clocked out. And I clocked out early, kinda, since we didn't get lunch (yet again) I still got the eight hours in. About last nights' entry... I'm really too disgruntled to talk about it. And it's past my 21:00 self-imposed deadline... Karen is not feeling well, and she's going to sleep now too. We're looking forward to the arrival of my niece Cathy and her husband Morty, they should be in tomorrow night sometime late. Mom and karen have plans for them, and I will try to fit in wherever I can. I'm having my dental appointment Friday AM, and then I'm on call all weekend, with nobody that wants to trade, dammit. Being well-spoken is often (but not always) a biproduct of being well-thinking... "We must question the story logic of having an all-knowing all-powerful God, who creates faulty Humans, and then blames them for his own mistakes. "
-Gene Roddenberry, Creator of Star Trek (1921-1991).
freedom lives in the governed
not in the enrichened.
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