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Blog of a Momerath
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Hang Me Out to DryEntry #664480
So here I am, thinking how great it would be to post some new stories for y'all. And I even get to the library with enough time to spare, only to realize....that I left my bloody notebook at home!



*face palms*



*sighs*



I'll just have to save it for next time, I reckon. Just like me to forget. I can only imagine how much more....interesting... it'll be once I get to be geriatric.



Anyway, it's been quite a busy week for me. Since they decided that I no longer need a co-worker in my clinic, my job has been insanely busy. Like being in the area that I used to work in before I transferred to the Geriatric Clinic. The powers that be in my hospital have some serious reality issues. As in, they don't live in the same one that I do. I think they spend the better part of their days clapping each other on the back and congratulating themselves on jobs well done.



Isn't that what most of the higher-ups do?



But aside from work, life has been nice. The kids are back in school, the weather has been almost pleasant, I have XM to listen to in my car.....*Smile*



Wanna know something odd?



My son, who is fourteen, adores music from the sixties and the seventies. He'll even tolerate stuff from the eighties. And that's cool with me.



But what drives me batty is that whenever I'm in my car, listening to my music (i.e., alternative music that is new or from the nineties), he'll bogart my radio and/or CD player. He positively loathes my music tastes.



Says there's no guitar solos in them.



*sighs again*



I suppose it's a normal passage of life, for kids to abhore their parent's music. But I guess I'm kinda weird, though. I remember actually liking the stuff my parents listened to.


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