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Now begins the long, slow march to 30.
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Well, I turned 29 today. My last birthday of the 20's.
Doesn't feel much different, actually.
Jen and I are heading up to Solvang tonight to spend the weekend there - it'll be a much needed few days of just relaxing. It's gorgeous up there.
That means I'm not coming into work tomorrow, which means that I've got twice as much stuff to get done today, which means that since I'm doing a journal entry I must be slacking off.
Woo!
Work's been absolutely nuts lately, but I expect it to settle down considerably - our main project of the year, the awards banquet, is over, and the other day we settled on a contract with one of our unions, meaning that I can stop doing multiple revisions of spreadsheets every day to see what proposal should be made. I've been put onto a new project - the upgrade of our computer system on the nursing units - but everything else has died down for the time being. Also, information systems is finally installing a program that they've been taking about for years, which creates reports directly from our personnel database (Crystal Reports), instead of me having to download a massive report each time and fiddling with it in Access to make it presentable. About damn time. Should make things easier around here.
Should I be worried if one of our former employees has been taken into custody by Homeland Security?
Had a long talk with my brother John last night on the phone, just to catch up on a few things. I am so out of the loop when it comes to my family, but I suppose being 3,000 miles away from them for over a decade will do that. He's in Virginia and gets shore leave from the Navy, so he can head back to NYC every few months. I, being in Los Angeles with a 8-5 office job, have no such luxury, so I turn to him for news reports from the home front. I've noticed that if I speak to him for over five minutes, that my Brooklyn accent starts slipping back in... probably because he's never really lost his, and it's much more pronounced than mine ever was (those of you who were at Jen and my wedding and heard him give the Best Man toast know how heavy it is).
Okay, enough slacking. Need to get back to work so I can get out of here early.
Doesn't feel much different, actually.
Jen and I are heading up to Solvang tonight to spend the weekend there - it'll be a much needed few days of just relaxing. It's gorgeous up there.
That means I'm not coming into work tomorrow, which means that I've got twice as much stuff to get done today, which means that since I'm doing a journal entry I must be slacking off.
Woo!
Work's been absolutely nuts lately, but I expect it to settle down considerably - our main project of the year, the awards banquet, is over, and the other day we settled on a contract with one of our unions, meaning that I can stop doing multiple revisions of spreadsheets every day to see what proposal should be made. I've been put onto a new project - the upgrade of our computer system on the nursing units - but everything else has died down for the time being. Also, information systems is finally installing a program that they've been taking about for years, which creates reports directly from our personnel database (Crystal Reports), instead of me having to download a massive report each time and fiddling with it in Access to make it presentable. About damn time. Should make things easier around here.
Should I be worried if one of our former employees has been taken into custody by Homeland Security?
Had a long talk with my brother John last night on the phone, just to catch up on a few things. I am so out of the loop when it comes to my family, but I suppose being 3,000 miles away from them for over a decade will do that. He's in Virginia and gets shore leave from the Navy, so he can head back to NYC every few months. I, being in Los Angeles with a 8-5 office job, have no such luxury, so I turn to him for news reports from the home front. I've noticed that if I speak to him for over five minutes, that my Brooklyn accent starts slipping back in... probably because he's never really lost his, and it's much more pronounced than mine ever was (those of you who were at Jen and my wedding and heard him give the Best Man toast know how heavy it is).
Okay, enough slacking. Need to get back to work so I can get out of here early.
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