what is up

how can it feel like i wasted the whole day when i know i got so much accomplished? i think it's probably because i didn't really leave the house--which feels kind of great and kind of gross. and that will be remedied here in a few minutes when i head off for an exciting night of work...

i like my job enough. the place where i work is like the disneyland of hospitals. everything is brightly colored and everyone is so nice. they have really great snacks and lots of toys and coloring books and stickers. the walls have murals and pictures all over them, my favorite being the hallway by radiology which has several images of different polka-dotted animals in space helmets playing instruments. it's a lot better looking than it sounds... although i also REALLY like the art in the whale entry across from the pharmacy. there is a huge glass whale sculpture hanging from the ceiling and the wall has a giant octopus painted on it whose tentacles, after reaching the glass doors, continue on as foggy etchings until their end. it's very whimsical and soothing. for a hospital it's actually a nice place to be. if you ever have to get sick i hope you get to go someplace just as nice.

but hopefully none of us will ever get sick or need to visit a hospital. i would have thought working in hospitals would help make this seem a little less bad, but honestly, it does not make that prospect any less terrifying.

barrel of laughs, bundle of joy.
whoopee!