Last Build Date: Thu, 09 Sep 2004 14:46:16 GMT
Thu, 09 Sep 2004 14:46:16 GMTIn case you didn't already know, my main blog is (image) all2swift. I've added all of you to that blog; I'm hoping to be able to continue reading protected entries.
Tue, 17 Aug 2004 03:44:25 GMTIt's late. I should be sleeping, work or no. Unfinished studying or no. Yet here I am, typing with a single hand, cajoling (pleading to) my daughter to sleep. Hoping she might. Knowing she won't.
Sat, 07 Aug 2004 04:34:47 GMTI'm on call. This means I'm sitting in the hospital at one of the approximately 1,694 computers generally looking annoyed. Vague annoyance goes well with being in the hospital setting, because this increases the activation energy required for others to bother a fellow sitting at computer 728 of 1694.
Sat, 17 Jul 2004 18:45:25 GMTIt's like I've joined some sort of club. Not one of those exclusive clubs, but rather a massive international conglomerate. You're in or you're out. Parenthood is something no one can read or hear about and know. It's just that impossible.
Tue, 06 Jul 2004 13:29:20 GMTWe saw the obstetrician today. We're told within the next week.(image)
Tue, 22 Jun 2004 03:47:05 GMTYou know what sucks? This does. Sitting up, thinking I should sleep, but knowing what's about to happen when I do. Should I even bother? I'm so groggy when I sleep for a half hour and get paged to the emergency room. I hate that feeling. For the most part, I'd rather just stay up until the patient gets here from the outside hospital. Do my job, call one of my attending (read: bossman, guy up there, hire and fire type power) surgeons, let him know the deal, and then do my flap check (make of it what you will) before turning in. Probably around four. Which is why this sucks. Because I'm getting up at 5:30, damn it all. Actually, tomorrow, I'd best be up by 5. So what to do? Sleep twenty minutes, try for forty winks? Or stay up, and work on my laptop to finish a bit more of the second presentation? I'm undecided, which makes things worse. Screw it. I'm making the bed, since the janitors never do, and trying for sleep.
Mon, 21 Jun 2004 00:50:51 GMTWe spent the day together, being lazy and productive in turns. Just the two of us. One of the last days we’ll have to care only about ourselves. Soon, everything will change. I’d be sad if I weren’t so happy. Saving for college, using the computer for photo and video editing. Our time alone is about to end. The era arrived and is rapidly receding. Any moment now, we’re off, only to return with a new family. I’m thrilled; I can’t wait.
Wed, 16 Jun 2004 14:57:51 GMTMany thanks to (image) peterhuang and (image) dilly. I've discovered a rare talent for generating text ads, which is the new thing among my admittedly small circle of gmail friends - as though it were a game of checkers. We email one another to see who can get the most, and best, text ads. Heh. Thus far, WEDDING, SPAM, EMAIL, and STOCKS seem to be the best words. And OOOH!
Sat, 12 Jun 2004 16:52:53 GMTI like to put my cheek up against mom's belly and talk. Just jabber about anything: the weather, the dirty dishes, our plans for the night or the future. The bigger the belly, the more I talk. It's as though someone I've never met has suddenly become a best friend. Want to know what I did today? I'll ask. She'll kick a reply, or wiggle her butt. Then I'll begin, making no sense and speaking without a plan. Just like that. She'll be born in a matter of weeks, and I'll be ecstatic when she arrives.
Tue, 08 Jun 2004 22:06:47 GMTHe's the Republican JFK. I don't know why, but he is. Sad but sweet but strange but true.(image)
Thu, 03 Jun 2004 19:27:58 GMTI got up and looked around today. Realized the blockbusters are out, and that I want to see some. As in all.
Sat, 22 May 2004 03:24:38 GMTI think I've posted this on someone else's blog, once. It's still true, though.
Thu, 13 May 2004 16:52:24 GMTSo I went to New York last Sunday. I left the hospital after a twenty-five hour shift and drove my wife and her cousin down a state. I like the city, though it's really not THE City, as its residents would have everyone believe. I prefer London. A bit more history, more quixotic, and arguably more cosmopolitan. But also more expensive, unfortunately.
Sun, 02 May 2004 18:04:55 GMTEver see Love, Actually? We saw it last night. I rather liked it, really. I mean Keira Knightley was fantastic, as she always is, being made for looking at, especially when she smiles. But she wasn’t the reason the movie was a good one. Surprising, I know, but true. I just liked, well, the Natalie character. And the story between Colin Firth’s character, an author, and the Portuguese girl for whom he falls. Deeply, too. Heels over head over heels.
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Wed, 07 Apr 2004 00:22:30 GMTYah. I think I'm going to follow the lead of several peers, and go friends only on most entries. Such is life.
Mon, 05 Apr 2004 00:17:38 GMTMy hospital call schedule has been brutal lately. I’ve lived the last eight days as four long ones. I’m so drained I can’t seem to hold a phone conversation. What I should do is sleep. I want to. But I can’t.
Mon, 29 Mar 2004 03:45:03 GMTMan. I just looked up our baby’s firstnamelastname.com, and the domain’s available. Maybe I had better reserve it now.
Fri, 26 Mar 2004 22:12:13 GMTI was driving to work on I-95 when it happened. The oil tanker ahead of me turned on its side, skidded onto the bridge, and burst into a fireball. The flames seemed to just miss the hood of my car, and I could feel the heat. My ears screamed with the concussive wave of the explosion. Cars behind me were screeching to a stop. I could just make out a figure struggling to escape from the upturned cab of the oil tanker. I scrambled out of my car, breaking into a dead run. I don’t know what I was thinking. I headed straight towards him. I evaded the spreading lake of fire, leapt onto the cab, and tried to pull the driver out. By then, two others had come to help, and we were able to carry him away before the bridge collapsed.
Wed, 24 Mar 2004 16:58:48 GMTI can't decide if this is terribly sad or kinda cool.
Wed, 24 Mar 2004 04:46:22 GMTI’ve got a dry run for a presentation at the New England Otolaryngology Society to give, so I should probably be sleeping right now. Actually, I should be rehearsing the talk. After all, my program director and the department chair will be in attendance tomorrow morning. Instead, I’m listening to Britney Spears oldies and wondering if, fifteen years from now, my daughter will tell me I’m embarrassing her and to please go away so she can hang out with her friends.
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Thu, 18 Mar 2004 23:23:32 GMTWanna know what I was thinking today? Wanna know? I thought to myself, oh god, what if she wants a cell phone? She's in utero, and I want to know if she's going to want a cell phone. Um, yeah. That's clever.
Thu, 18 Mar 2004 04:48:22 GMTSo I'm sitting in the surgical ICU at the edge of life. I think I'm trying to have an early midlife crisis the day before I turn 29. The thirty-one minutes before I turn twenty-nine. I don't know why I'm even awake right now. I should be sleeping. Or reading.