Well, that was actually a rather boring birthday. I slept most of it away, one of the curses/blessings of working nightshift I geuss. No cake, no cards, although I can't complain too much as there were a few well-wishers. Tempy sang to me half a dozen times, Creative Services put in a happy ad for me. I didn't explode, which is always a good thing! Caught myself wanting to cry too many times to count...that entire single and no kids thing still hurts.But, I survived. That's what counts!
Work is same old drama. Rob was fired and so Christina is pouting. Tempy is the new supervisor, so I guess she's not going to be in the pressroom as much anymore. And actually, there's nothing much else interesting to tell there.
I guess I'm in a boring mundane stretch. Which is ok. Better than one crisis after another!
I have to go write a Zion post.
Want to hear something crazy? Sure you do, or you wouldn't be reading my blog in the first place. Anyway, I've been thinking alot on my new hero blog and I'm actually thinking there's something to it...like if I gave it a chance, it could mutate into an actual novel. Of course, there'd be a few changes, the mixed universe would be out {sorry Jean-Luc, I'd have to write you out for that} and I'd probably leave Earth out of it completely, though I'm not sure about that yet, but that's the direction I would be leaning if I were to do it. It's still in the concept phase, but even if I leave it as a blog, it's still a lot of fun to think on.
Ok, now I'm going to go work on my other post! :)
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