posted @ 08:43...

In about 17 hours, I'll turn twenty-eight years old. I'm so stinkin' old! Actually, what's weird is, people usually mistake me for being much younger [early 20's], but that doesn't really matter much. I know how old I am, and it's too stinkin' old! Of course, I have a several friends who are in their 30's, and even some co-workers in their 40's, so they would say I'm a big whiner. Well, that's probably true. Feel free to email me your thoughts on this.

This is also the last official day of my leave of absence from work. So there probably won't be as many updates on this here blog. [I'd like to keep it current though. I hate going to somebody's blog, and they let loose about how bad their day was, and so on... then you look at the date, and the post was written three months ago. I guess if you had a bad day yesterday, it's news. If you had a bad day several months ago, I don't really give a crap.] Anyway, the doctor says my throat is healed enough to go back to work this coming Monday. This is despite the fact that I had bleeding this past Monday, and needed emergency surgery that night. They finally stopped the bleeding in my throat, but so much blood had trickled down to my stomach, they had to pump it. There's an uncomfortable experience. I'll stop here, because you didn't come here for some gross story about stomach pumping.

Anyway, I'm going to be 28, and that feels weird, because I'm really not that old... at least not in my mind.