The Change

Fifty minutes to spare. I've been staring at the cursor blink for the last hour.

My oldest nephew had his tonsils out yesterday, and today he insisted on showing me. Luckily I didn't actually see anything, as it is rather hard to explain to a four-year-old how to open his mouth and lower his tongue so that I can actually see down his mouth. Which is fine, as I do not generally handle other people's wounds very well.

We are currently in review writing mode at work. This time, however, instead of reviewing the people who work for us, we are to review ourselves and our superiors. It took me 2.5 hours today to write one review for one of my bosses. Incidentally he is the one I feel has the most to learn/improve upon, so it didn't surprise me too terribly much when I couldn't quite find all the right words for his. I'm hoping the other three [including mine] will take far less time, because I am very impatient when it comes to review writing.

My birthday is in nine days. That is in fact all I have to say about that. Oh wait, one more thing: Birthdays can suck it.