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Darkwing Duck

Hey, why not. I used to watch the show fairly faithfully.

It's 2006, and perhaps it is merely the reluctance to come back to Fort McMurray, but I've been feeling this isn't going to be a good year. For the last two nights I haven't slept hardly at all; thinking about work keeps me awake. I'm paranoid, I feel like I'm constantly being undermined, and I don't trust anyone at work. It's like high school, without the reprieve of skipping. But I survived that without bloodshed, I should be able to pull this off for a while longer. I have decided, however, that this will be one of very few blogs about work. I can't bring myself to admit that work is really that relevant to who I am. Even though it's work that has been shaping every experience I've had these last few months.

I went to my first ever NHL game on the 19th. Calgary in Edmonton. Skybox seats. And I won $20.

Christmas was good, but uneventful, which was exactly what I was looking for, after being sick. Diane bought me season 2 of Corner Gas, a funny little Canadian program about life in a small prairie town. And I got alot of other cool stuff.

Yeah. Still not feeling very chatty.

posted by September @ 8:29 PM