first shift -- well, it was like putting on a comfortable pair of shoes. except for that one part that pinches your little toe, or the heel that rubs just enough to irritate but not enough to blister.

know what i mean?

routine was all right there. boom, boom, bow-chika-wow-wow (to quote Lo, one of the most Amazing and Favorite Annoying Teens you'll ever meet) and it was busy (in a totally different way than second shift) but steady. the laundry didn't come down until late, but i still managed to get all but one load completed. for one thing, that's how i roll, yo....and the other thing, the person relieving me took my shift on friday so i could leave to see the GC, and it was a big favor. i wanted her to know i appreciated it.

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i stopped and picked up some odor control substance from the pet store on the way home -- either the dog is regressing, or it's sparky. if it's sparky, there's something wrong with her, because she's never made her toilette (that's what she calls it, her "toilette") anywhere but in the appropriate litterbox. not even in the hotel. she's lost some weight, but she had it to lose, and i know the puppy's been finding her food (wherever i leave it) and cleaning her out, but i've seen her eat out of his dish, too.

anyway, i'm watching her.

and, i'm watching him.

right now, he's in the kennel. Gem left me a note that he had pooped in the hallway this morning, so she put his ass on lock-down. he can stay there all damned day -- i am not scooping his poop again. ack.

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the Project is this close >< to being ready to rock. now's when i have to kick it in to high gear, and my time management skills put to the test. (i know, what time management skills, ha. ha.) i have an ambitious "to-do" list, and i'll be happy if half of it gets done.

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it won't get done if i'm here all day blogging. but actually, this really helps get me started. writing is a lonely gig in a lot of ways, because you don't have that constant interaction with people to keep you motivated in ways you might not notice.

i blog, read blogs, and comment blogs because it's a necessary component to this writing life. it's a way of connecting to other people, to sip from the cup of diversity that's not possible in any other situation. it's also a way of keeping your finger on the pulse of what's going on in people's heads, whether it's a discussion about irony, a rant of major proportions, or a celebration of good things happening. a good political rant always fires up the blood, and blog entries can contain links to amusing or informative stuff that perks your day or even an idea pops up, sometimes at a most timely moment. opening a blog entry is like opening up a gift -- you never know for sure what's in there. heh.

blogging is a lot more than words vomited up on a virtual page. it's a vent, a record, a vehicle for the transmission of something bigger than the sum of its parts. blogging is a powerful platform, and i aim to harness me some of that.

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start your engines.

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