I'm turning into my mother!

Wow... time flies when you have a job, and so does Blogspot. I just finally switched to the new version (they uhm, forced me) and it's ok so far. This label thing is just another piece of information to forget. Worst of all I have yet to blog about my all expense paid arse whooping of Ohio State. Sooner or late I'll do it!

Anyway, I've been working for almost a month now. I'd like to keep my job so I'm gonna restrain myself from ever blogging about it. However I will say that I just noticed something horrible today. I think there are two types of workers in this world and my parents are examples of both.

My dad works a million different shifts, but when he works the one similiar to most regular people it's amazing the amount of things he can get done after work. I say amazing cause even know I look at my life once I "punch out" for the day and it'd devoid of activity.

My mom, and I, both work on our feet for the entire day. The entire day! Now I got my Dr. Scholls but it's something about coming home after you've been standing all day. Like my mother I get my dinner, jump in my bed, and watch tv for the rest of the night. She watches her TIVO'd soaps, I watch download episodes of 24 or Sopranos or whatever tv show I skipped the first time.

I harken back to my summer days when I would work at a desk in a comfy chair, then go play basketball or jog. Now. Ha! Basketball! The court better be made of temper pedic memory foam first! My post-work slothful'ness has also led to the decline of my blog activity, which is the worst tragedy of them all. But I think my schedule is about to change (goodbye weekend!) so maybe it'll inspire me to write more here.

Screw this, I'm going back to my bed.

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