My Tattoo and My Scar

Things in life have changed for me over the last six months. I went from someone of complete certainty in life to someone who hasn't a clue where to go next. I was going to be a music major at ASU in a year after getting my associates in Biology. But through all of this I have learned one thing. When I don't know who I am and who I am supposed to be I can always know one thing: I am and always will be a child of God and He will guide me through life which is uncertain. Many trials that we go through leave us unsure and doubtful as to their purpose. I have experienced many of those. The trial of the last six months has not been one of those trials. I know exactly why God did it.

I was living a 'Me-centered' life. I was looking out for Numero Uno. I did not have a servant's heart most of the time. God has put me through what I am going though so that I would relearn how to live a 'God-centered' life. Sometimes when we stray away from the path, God gives us a spiritual poke, if you will. And sometimes He knocks upside the head with 2x4. Ironically enough, I felt that knock upon the head in my head. The brain disease that I have now is a constant reminder of God's grace. And when I forget that I have a brain disease, I have a two inch scar indented in my head that I can feel every time I reach my hand up to scratch my head and when I wash my hair. God's mark upon me is clear. We don't always get to feel it, but I get to feel mine every day. While the road to a righteous 'God-centered' life is tough. We all should strive to walk down it, for a self-centered life is not a God-honoring life. If people are not noticing a difference in your life from theirs, you have become too swallowed up in the things of this world. I had become too swallowed up in the things of this world.

Now my life, though I don't know what I am yet to do with it, has purpose and meaning once more. Through the helpful words of a Christian brother, God spoke to my heart and turned me back to Him. I get down on my knees in the morning and pray that God would shine through me and whatever I do in that day will honor Him and shine His light to the world. I fall and fail but He picks me up again and again. His love is a tattoo upon my heart and scar upon my head. A tattoo and a scar I'm eternally thankful for. The Elephanty Business:

What I'm listening to: Sanctus Real- Pieces of a Real Heart

Currently Reading: The Bible-God
The Black Echo-Michael Connelly

Quote of the Day: "I have the tenacity of a Swiss Fox and the instincts of a dragonfly"- Shawn Spencer

What I'm Watching: Psych and Castle

Philosophical Thought of the Day: "God loves each of us as if there were only one of us." -St. Augustine

 Best, Alex

It's a Beautiful Day for Chemotherapy

WHAT?? Who says that??? Well not many, but today...I DO! Well,Jesus says I'm supposed to. "And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus." I'm at peace though many say that I shouldn't be. Before I had the chemo and after, I was at peace with what God had decided for my day. I smiled and joked throughout the therapy to show everybody around me that with God they can bring it on with a smile! My relationship with the Lord has grown exponentially since my hospital stay. It's amazing. As someone who struggles with Anxiety and Panic Disorder, I have never felt so much peace about anything in my life. Especially when the doctors are all telling me I will have to live the rest of my life with this disease, whatever is. They're not sure yet, but they will be more sure after a MRI scan. But they know for sure I have a demyelinating disease. My life is changed forever. But I am at peace. So world, met me the new Alex Skaberg.

The Elephant Business:

What I'm Listening to: In Christ Alone: Modern Hymns Of Worship- Matt Hammitt and Bethany Dillon

Currently Reading: Mad Libs

Philosophical Thought of the Day: "And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus." -Philippians 4:7

Best,
Alex (the new one)

Lonely Algorithms

I had a tough night last night. To say it simply. I had a nightmare and I didn't want to fall back asleep. My Mom wanted me to try some things to go to sleep, I refused. Not physically but mentally. I watched videos on YouTube trying to get myself to laugh and subconsciously trying to figure out why I am still alone. I usually turn to this algorithm after a nightmare, thinking that perhaps some of the reasons I have nightmares are because I am consumed with loneliness when I sleep. What I need to realize is that I'm not alone as much as it feels as if I am, I have my Savior and though being married in this life is extremely important to me, I must not be so consumed that eternally I realize that I will never be alone and that is a truly beautiful algorithm to chew on.

Best,
Alex

The Elephant Business

Philosophical Thought of the Day: Love is just is just a word until someone comes along and gives it meaning.
What I'm Listening to: Coldplay "X&Y"

That's it for now =)

Shut the Front Door!

As someone who enjoys writing, I have found that it keeps me busy (there's not a lot to do around a hospital for a month, aside from watching Castle (the best new show on my side of town if I say so myself. So with writers' block for my current manuscript "The African Tree" (and the fact that the actually manuscript itself was lost when my computer crashed doesn't really help either) (back up your computers, writers! and normal people too) But anyway, friend of mine convinced me to start blogging so here it goes. Nothing fancy for the first one in awhile. I will carry on in usual Elephant blog fashion with "Quote of the Day" "What I'm Listening too" "Lyrics of the day" "What I'm reading" "Philosophical thought of the day" (which may or may not be the same as quote of the day) "what I'm watching" and what ever else I may think to add to the elephant section.

The Elephant Business

Quote of the day
"Shut the front door!!" -Kate Beckett
What I'm listening to: Adele- absolutely brilliant
What I'm reading: "Go, Dog, Go" by P.D. Eastman [it's my reading capacity right now and I happen to like it...so deal with it)

Lyrics of the day-I'm a hopeless romantic who happens to be in love so love this song...Adele does a great job with it.

Make You Feel My Love

When the rain
Is blowing in your face
And the whole world
Is on your case
I could offer you
A warm embrace
To make you feel my love

When the evening shadows
And the stars appear
And there is no one there
To dry your tears
I could hold you
For a million years
To make you feel my love
I know you
Haven't made
Your mind up yet
But I would never
Do you wrong
I've known it
From the moment
That we met
No doubt in my mind
Where you belong

I'd go hungry
I'd go black and blue
I'd go crawling
Down the avenue
No, there's nothing
That I wouldn't do
To make you feel my love

The storms are raging
On the rolling sea
And on the highway of regret
Though winds of change
Are throwing wild and free
You ain't seen nothing
Like me yet

I could make you happy
Make your dreams come true
Nothing that I wouldn't do
Go to the ends
Of the Earth for you
To make you feel my love"

-Bob Dylan

Simple Answers

I've been through a ton of mental and physical trials this year that I can't even begin to explain. Of course, it's probably nothing compared to others, but it's the place that the Lord has me. Needless to say, God has graciously allowed to me to begin healing immensely over the last couple months. But this week I started to notice a relapse of a few things that I thought were gone for good. So I just asked my Mom if she noticed I was getting better. Here is a brief recreation of the dialogue.

Mom: "Yes I noticed you were getting a lot better. It's really great. But some of your old struggles are starting to creep back into your life."

Me: "Why do you think that is?"

Mom: "Because you are not spending time with the Lord."

That's it. That's all I needed to hear. She didn't sugar-coat it. She didn't beat around the bush. She just told me straight-up, no strings. So help someone else: When they ask you important questions like the one I asked my mother, give the inquirer a straight-up answer. Show your love by telling them the truth. And help yourself: when you ask a question, ask for a straight, blunt answer. You get to the core problem a lot faster that way. And just to think, I didn't need an hour long conversation to figure out why I was struggling. Just an honest answer.

Currently Reading: "Heaven" by Randy Alcorn

Currently Listening: Rocks into Rivers- Seabird

Philosophical Thought of the Day: Live honestly.

Doing Jazz Again

Saturday, June 27th: That was the last time I posted a blog?!? Cheese. Well, I really would love to start doing this jazz again. So....I am =). I don't know really how to get back into this, considering I just made the choice about 5 minutes ago. So I'm just going to stick with blabbering on for about a paragraph or so to get the hang of it and then post something that's not complete junk tomorrow. So here are the currents:

Currently Reading: The Divide by Nicholas Evans

Currently Listening: Battle Studies- John Mayer

Philosophical Thought of the Day: If we are so worried about who we want to be, we will most certainly stray far far from who we are supposed to be.


Cheers,
FBTI A.F. Skalberg

FBI Problem Solvers Set Number 2

#6 Regaining Skills
Q. How does a future FBI Scientist regain confidence in a skill that presently seems unpracticed and difficult?

A. The FBI Scientist rationalizes by doing the aforementioned skill under somewhat rebellious circumstances and (in this case) plays the electric guitar as loud as the equipment will allow. Problem Solved.

#7 Leisure
Q. How does a future FBI Scientist exercise leisure activities while still accomplishing a significant amount of work?

A. An FBI Scientist does not leisure; this would imply the temporary cessation of intelligent thought in order to achieve a sense of relief. The FBI Scientist always achieves relaxation in an intelligent manner. Problem Solved.

#8 Guesstimation
Q. How does a future FBI Scientist guesstimate a logical conclusion in a short amount of time?

A. The Scientist does not guesstimate; it is not logical to do so nor is it properly using the logic of science. However, by applying a significant amount of intelligence to the work at hand, a logical conclusion may be reaching in a small amount of time. Problem Solved.

#9 FBI Agents
Q. How does a future FBI Scientist approach his newly assigned Agent?

A. A future FBI Scientist retains composure, introduces himself, and lets the Agent know, in terms he cannot understand, that the Scientist is the smart one in the partnership. However the Scientist must retain a certain amount of humility, for the Agent has the gun. Problem Solved.

FBI Problem Solvers.

Even though I have already posted one of my FBI Problem Solvers to the blog...I thought I would post them all in the same place for your learning pleasure.

#1 Pest Control
Q. How does a future FBI Scientist exercise pest control?

A. A stealthy blow with a convenient nearby wooden sword is applied to the pest using a carefully thought out amount of physical strength. After the pest has been considerably obliterated, the Scientist will apply high suction power from a machine with such function and dispose of the body. Problem solved.

#2 White Shirts
Q. How does a future FBI Scientist remove the residue from a red shirt which was transferred to a perfectly white shirt during an improperly planned out load of laundry?

A. By carefully studying a shirt of the said color white, one may ascertain that the color pink the shirt was unfortunately been dyed is not an acceptable color for any article of clothing. By making such a statement, the Scientist will be led to use sodium hypochlorite and sodium nonanoyloxybenzenesulfonate, commonly referred to as household bleach, to wash the shirt and make it white again. Problem Solved.

#3 Driving Optimization
Q. How does a future FBI Scientist go to two stores in under 30 minutes??

A. By mentally mapping out the number of right and left turns and optimizing by making a the fewest number of left turns and using the freeway. Problem Solved.

#4 Laptop Sound
Q. How does a future FBI Scientist enhance the sound system of a laptop that is only meant to be used on a small scale?

A. By reducing the sound level on the laptop to 3/4 of the maximum sound capacity and attaching it to a stereo with 240 watts of pure power, the Scientist will then have surround sound for the laptop with the capacity of a medium-sized home theatre. Problem Solved.

#5 Cleaning the Lab
Q. How does a future FBI Scientist aptly clean the laboratory to the exacting specifications of the lab director?

A. By carefully considering the course of action which must be taken, the FBI Scientist retrieves a large box and puts all unnecessary items and items considered as contributors to the mess, into the box and puts it in someone else's lab. Problem Solved.


And there we are! All up to date and in one convenient location! Love, Alex (Future FBI Scientist)

The FBI Problem Solver of the Day #2

FBI Problem Solver of the Day:

Q. How does a future FBI Scientist remove the residue from a red shirt which was transferred to a perfectly white shirt during an improperly planned out load of laundry?

A. By carefully studying a shirt of the said color white, one may ascertain that the color pink the shirt was unfortunately been dyed is not an acceptable color for any article of clothing. By making such a statement, the Scientist will be led to use sodium hypochlorite and sodium nonanoyloxybenzenesulfonate, commonly referred to as household bleach, to wash the shirt and make it white again. Problem Solved.

CO-JO: Non-Mobile Update Because I Figured Out the WI-FI!

So typing out "My Colorado Journey" as the title for every single entry seemed to bland and uncreative to me. Now I am going for the more creative approach by changing up the title a little bit every day in effort not to bore you, the reader, and to make myself feel more pleasantly creative.

It's about 9:00 local time...but I only use local time when I'm hungry so that I can make dinner one our earlier. And as you can tell, I forgot that I had a wireless button on my computer that I have to turn on in order for the WI-FI to work. As soon as I pushed the handy little button, voila! my wireless worked. Hence my blogging right now.

Today we started out the day by going to have a lovely little continental breakfast...it wasn't as impressive as I hoped, but still tasty. Then we headed up thousands of feet to bike down an insanely steep bike trail/road. Without saying too much about the trail itself, which with all it's varied aspens was beautiful, my little brother and I hit around 25-30mph on our bikes...now that is an amazing feeling...and scary actually. After we biked, we got back to the hotel and walked to the tennis courts, which were clear on the other side of a lake...but so worth it. Tennis is awesome. So we played tennis awhile, I sucked but it was fun whackin a little neon ball around with mi familia. Now after dinner and a little jacuzzi and shower, I am sitting here typing a blog. Not I am going to play some Wolfenstein.

Currently Reading: Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer

Currently Listening: Slowhand- Eric Clapton

Philosophical Thought of the Day: A writer's way of speaking is putting words into pictures that their reader can see. A musician's way of speaking is putting notes into it's listener's ears so that they can see through everything around them and hear the message of the music.

My Colorado Journey: Mobile Update #4

Well, we didn't just get into the hotel but I've been making myself at home so the update is happenin' now! =) this place is huge...my Mom says it's much bigger than her first apartment! For some strange reason this fancy hotel doesn't have wi-fi so I have to continue updating from my phone. Goodnight!

My Colorado Journey: Mobile Update #3

Update time! We just stopped in Grand Junction and ate now we're back on the road once more. I'm writing my book and my Dad is driving. I got to have the wheel for three hours...it was amazing...a legal 75mph is awesome.

My Colorado Journey: Mobile Update #2

So we have just passed through something that looks kind of like the Grand Canyon...for all I know it might have been...but I didn't bother to ask so I have no idea. I get to drive in a little while and throw some Clapton on the sterio...it's gonna rock...until then it's reading time!

My Colorado Journey: Mobile Update #1

So we have made our first rest stop...needless to say I was already rested upon arriving. I'm not exactly sure where we are but it seems as though we are somewhere! Profundity aside...till later today! Mahalo, friends!

You are a Work of Art

I am paranoid about so many things. It drives me absolutly crazy though. Sometimes it seems almost as deep as me being paranoid of being paranoid. I often feel like I am crazy and that there's no possible way anyone would ever love me. When everyone around me finds love, where do I go? There's no place for my lonely heart. Or is there? Or am I just the outcast in a world full of love? Well, that never seems to hit me right. What a desolate world with so little love. But why does it feel so lonely? Why does my heart break at the sight of love? Why does my brow sink to the muddy floor when I hear of great acts of love? It is the most confusing feeling I have ever experienced in my whole life. I feel so lonely, but at the first sight of possible love, I cry and run. What a coward. God, I can't hear You!! Oh, what sins am I? LOST LOST. Save me, dear Friend. Loneliness is eating up my smile. Am I really so hopeless for love, or am I work of art that's been hiding in the dark all this time?


prayer for today:
Dearest Friend in my heart,
SAVE ME FROM MY LONELINESS!!! It's pulling me around by the threads of my joy. Each day one more thread snaps and it now drags me by the hair. Give me peace, patience, kindness, and goodness! I give myself to you, my shelter and keeper of my soul. Amen.

lyrics for today :

I'm an old soul in a complex mind
I'm a young heart that's been compromised
When I felt alone in the bitter cold
You were there right by my side
and you told me

You are, you are a work of art
You're a masterpiece, you're hiding in the dark
Singin' you are, you are a work of art
The shadows cover up and hide your weary heart

I'm a caged bird that has lost its voice
I'm a soldier with a paper sword
When I gave up to the other side
You were there to rescue me and you told me

"Shadows"- Raining and OK

Currently Reading: The Real Book (It's music book)

Currently Listening: Always Will Be EP- Raining amd OK

Philosophical Thought of the Day: When we feels huge, look to the clouds for just a moment to feel small, so we see God bigger than ourselves.

Alex

I Don't Do Superman.

You know how sometimes when we're having one of those days where everything seems like it's awesome. You wake up and you just realize that Mom made cinnamon rolls, then when you get out of bed to get dressed, your favorite shirt is clean. You get to school on time, realize you did your homework, you're ahead of schedule. Guess what we're thinking most of the time: We're Superman!

Well, we're all high and mighty until we get home and your dog has brought a dozen dead birds in the house along with his dirty, muddy self.

What really hit me is that if we are thankful for what God has graciously given us (in this particular case, an easy-going day) then when we come back down (which, believe me, you WILL do) we don't hit the concrete so hard. If we aren't constantly swinging our fists at God, perhaps we can lay down our pride and give God a chance to help us grow. That's what I'm working on.

Prayer for Today:

My dearest Jesus,
I thank you deeply for everything that you have blessed me with. I pray that when I feel like everything is going right, that I give you all the glory and praise. I pray, Lord, that as I go through this day, that I seek to do everything for you with a servant's heart. I love you so much. I lay my pride down at your feet today because I cannot do any of this on my own. Amen.

Lyrics for Today:
Out the door just in time
Head down the 405
Gotta meet the new boss by 8 am

The phone rings in the car
The wife is working hard
She's running late tonight again

Well
I know what I've been told
You gotta work to feed the soul
But I can't do this all on my own
No, I know I'm no Superman
I'm no Superman

You've got your love online
You think you're doing fine
But you're just plugged into the wall

And that deck of tarot cards
Won't get you very far
There ain't no hand to break your fall

Well
I know what I've been told
You gotta know just when to fold
But I can't do this all on my own
No, I know I'm no Superman
I'm no Superman

That's right

You've crossed the finish line
Won the race but lost your mind
Was it worth it after all

I need you here with me
Cause love is all we need
Just take a hold of the hand that breaks the fall

Well I know what I've been told
Gotta break free to break the mold
But I can't do this all on my own
No I can't do this all on my own
I know that I'm no Superman
I'm no Superman

Someday we'll be together
Someday, someday
Someday we'll be together
Someday
I'm no Superman

Currently Reading: Fahrenheit 451 (still)

Currently Listening: Goodnight- William Fitzsimmons

Philosophical Thought of the Day: Leave your faults behind and you'll find that chains fall off. Bring your faults along and you'll find they're attached to you wherever you go.

Love, Peace, and Joy,
Alex

It's About That Time...

To start blogging again! It has been two months. Which is waaay too long. Right now I am sitting in the Yellow Zone in the ER. I am the ER transpoter for the night until 3:30am. Yes, I am well near crazy to do a shift like this. But I like it. I am currently waiting for a patient to move...hence the blog; although I have already been writing this over the last half hour in between jobs. I suspect that this blog will be lengthy so it probably will be finished much later than I started it.

So right now I am reading in 1 Timothy 1. It's pretty amazing how much grace that God shows to us despite all of our sins and shortcomings. This passage is a great example of how that grace drives His children to perceptive, humble gratefulness. Here's verses 12-14.

I thank Christ Jesus our Lord, who has given me strength, that he considered me faithful, appointing me to his service. Even though I was once a blasphemer and a persecutor and a violent man, I was shown mercy because I acted in ignorance and unbelief. The grace of our Lord was poured out on me abundantly, along with the faith and love that are in Christ Jesus.

Paul is really just laying down his pride and giving all praise and thanks due to his Lord and Savior for the great things He has done in his life.

May we all strive to look outside ourselves, outside our problems, and outside the troubles this world is constantly shoving our face to see and be thankful for the amazing love and mercy God blesses us with daily.

Since the last time I posted I decided to add a few things to the "Today" section of the blog aside from Lyrics for Today and Prayer for Today. There will now be a Philosophical Thought of the Day, Currently Reading, and Currently Listening section at the bottom of the blog, just to add a little more jelly to the PB&J sandwich. Well, gee. Ampersands are awesome; don't use them ery often but it seems like it belongs in the PB&J. So here we go with all the regular "Today's" and the new "Today's" ( as usual though, no "Prayer for Today": I do that in the morning =))

Lyrics for Today:

Would I believe you when you would say
Your hand will guide my every way
Will I receive the words You say
Every moment of every day

Well I will walk by faith
Even when I cannot see
Well because this broken road
Prepares Your will for me

Help me to win my endless fears
You've been so faithful for all my years
With one breath You make me new
Your grace covers all I do

Well I'm broken- but I still see Your face
Well You've spoken- pouring Your words of grace

Well hallelujah, hallelu
(I will walk by faith)
Well hallelujah, hallelu
(I will walk by faith)

I will walk, I will walk, I will walk by faith
I will, I will, I will walk by faith

"Walk By Faith" -Jeremy Camp


Currently Reading: Fahrenhiet 451

Currently Listening: Speaking Louder than Before- Jeremy Camp

Philosophical Thought of the Day: Don't eat grass already! You haven't been defeated yet!

Blessings,
Alex

Strange Shift Stories I :The Blue Rag

Well, would you look at that, I haven't blogged in over a month. I guess I have been keeping busy. I got a job as a patient transporter at Banner Gateway Medical Center about two weeks ago and I LOVE it. It is a great pleasure to go to work on a weekly/daily basis. What really keeps me coming back though are the people, the patients and most of all the adventure and oddities. In most cases, one might run into at least one humorous situation during a shift.

For instance, when I'm done transporting a patient I have to take the bed, disinfect it and wipe it down with something called a blue rag. Now the blue rag is not a complicated medical tool, it does not have some hidden medical meaning; it is simply a rag that is blue. Now when I am done with the blue rag I have to throw it in a bin (which has a blue trash bag, interestingly enough) that says, "blue rags only" on the top of its lid. Well, today I ran into a predicament. I went to clean a bed with a blue rag and the rag- was not blue. It had been bleached and indeed was a lovely off-white.

Now what?

Well, where do you put the blue rags that someone has geniously bleached white? Is there an aptly named "reject" bin?

I looked.

There is no such thing. So I had to settle for breaking the clearly stated rules of the blue rag bin lid. I walked away feeling like quite the rebel. But what was I to do? Throw it in the trash? Of course not. They wash and reuse such valuable items. So, my friend, find yourself in such a predicament and you might just have to bend the rules a wee bit. I guess it was a blue rag once.

It's like fruit when it gets bruised. You don't throw it in the fruit bin because it's "not fruit anymore". But why not? It was fruit once. Someone who doesn't care about bruises on fruit will walk by and be delighted that you put that bruised peach back in the drawer. So put the reject blue rag in the blue rag bin. That's right, you rebel; do it. Maybe someone should talk to the guy cleaning the rags. Maybe his mother never told him that bleach removes color.

Thus ends the first of many Strange Shift Stories.

Keep your rags straight,
Alex

CCO Transporter
BGMC =)

Long Time, No Blog

It's been far too long since my last blogger blog. I posted a few on the Myspace and totally forgot about my Blogger. I forgot how much blogging really helps me get my eyes in the right place for the day. Things have been real busy lately. Since my last blog I decided that I want to go to the Herberger School of Arts (no, they don't make hamburgers there). That's ASU's school for Arts and such. I want get my Jazz Studies Major and Lord-willingly work towards my Performance Major. It's going to be a huge load of work to do it but I am ready and willing to spend lots of timing learning all that I can. With the help of my awesome guitar teacher Donnie, it's going to be hard work but worth all the hours of practice. Can I just say that my guitar teacher is the best? Really, he is. Anyway, did you know that putting "anyways" at the beginning of a sentence is grammatically incorrect? Well, here's a prayer and some lyrics for the day! Have a good day.

Prayer for today:
Dear Lord, I pray that today I will surrender all control to you. Please help me to keep my anger not only to myself but to avoid becoming angry at all. Please help me be patient with all of those around me. Thank you for never giving up on me even when it seems that you should. You are beautiful and amazing beyond description. Your grace is so amazing. Thank you for your love. Amen.

Lyrics for today:

I'm as eloquent as an elephant
I'm as headstrong as the Mighty King Kong
On a rampage throwing airplanes
I can't believe you haven't gone away
I am difficult, argumentative
I'm as thick-skulled as the dinosaur bones on a display in a glass case
I can't believe you haven't run away

It must be different through your eyes
Because you look at me like it's the first time
That you've ever seen my face

I'm preoccupied with a crowded mind
I get off track like a train rolling back to the future
Never too sure who'll be here when I come back around
But I'm finding out

It must be different through your eyes
Because you look at me like it's the first time
That you've ever seen my face

"Eloquent"- Sanctus Real

I'm Sitting on My Phone (When, In All Reality, I Don't Actually Own a Phone)

Which, in fact, is true. I am indeed sitting on my cellphone while I am here at my job which doesn't pay me a cent. It's all good though, I am a volunteer, but I work a lot. Anyway, the reason I am sitting on my phone it that I want to make sure I could feel my phone vibrate if it rings. For some reason I cannot feel this particular phone vibrate in any of my front pockets. And since I work in a hospital, I really shouldn't have my phone on ring. Now, bristle not, I am doing my job, but sometimes there is a lull and I get to do random things like explore the chasms of wikipedia or (to my recent delight) blog. There are a lot of Internet restrictions here on the work computers, but I found a way to make do and entertain myself. It's funny how things are. I don't think I ever really spend a lot of time on wikipedia but when I am here at work I can be on wikipedia for two hours at a time. Just because you work in an endless field of work, it does allow though for the occasional lull. I get off in about an hour and a half...oh just kidding two and a half hours. Or maybe I'll try and get my supervisor to let me go back to my humble home. I'll try that. Yeah, sounds like a good idea. And I just took my phone out of my pocket because I discovered that my phone gets no service in my pocket, because T-Mobile doesn't have the greatest coverage. So if I move the phone about two feet, I get perfect service. So the phone is no longer in my pocket. Haha. Scrubs are comfortable. This is the longest, most random blog. And to top of the randomness, I'll add a lovely picture.