For two night now the cleaning staff have neglected my requests to hook me up with some plastic bags for my new bin, even after I made them a drawing emphasizing on the urgency.
Friday, February 24, 2012
Thursday, February 23, 2012
New Princess!
Crown Princess Victoria of Sweden gave birth to a baby girl last night.
Long Live the heir! Long Live the Royal Family!
Friday, February 17, 2012
Calling Dr Awesome!!
If you don't have
the patience to go to Medical School, but still want a fancy title -
just get a job at a hospital. Sooner or later someone will make the
assumption you are a doctor, and when they do all you've got to do is
hold on to that and never let go.
To DC and Back
Here are some photos to better explain last weekend's adventurous
trip to the Nation's Capital.
A White House |
Myself casually hanging around a Secret Service squad car |
In front of the Lincoln Memorial |
Old Abe Himself |
Doing some Wicked Old Skool moves where MLK did his famous speech |
The Washington Monument |
Martin Luther King, JR, Myself and some Eastern European lady who refused to move |
Me kicking down signs in blind frustration, as you do |
Sean chilling at he hotel in his PJ's |
Sean and I playing outside the Swedish Embassy, waiting to be let in |
Sean decided to go for a stroll by himself, chasing seagulls |
Gotta make sure the hat is on properly |
At the hotel |
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Friday, February 10, 2012
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
Ride On, Ride On
I just finished a phone conversation with a woman at the Institutional Review Board with shouting "Whooo!"
Blazed
These drugs are really making my life harder. I just misspelled "Guardian" five times before I finally managed to get on he Daily Guardian website and read some British slightly leftist journalism.
This week my job will consist of reading and proof-reading medical consents, diagnoses and match them up with eligibility criteria, all this is while I have to focus and use all my will power to grab my coffee mug from the desk.
Car Nap
This is what happens when you get strung out on Goldfish crackers and exhausted from playing with you cousin.
Monday, February 6, 2012
Office High-jinks
After having a week with insufferable back pain I finally caved and let the wife take me to the hospital Saturday night. As it turns out, I pulled a muscle whilst flexing in the gym, and was letting it get inflamed and left to swell while i was waiting for it to sort itself out. I am now strung out on wicked strong pain kills that makes me feel I should have taken the short bus into work this morning. I feel as if my synapses are acting like those kids who sit in the back of the class with their jacket on, and while being slow and stupid brings down the intellectual achievement for the whole rest of the class, while my short term memory has taken a well deserved holiday and left me to fend for myself. I believe this is going to be along day - mainly because my perception of time is riding the Oxycodone train to slowville.
Me in the ER |
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