Aptitude

I brought a small journal to work today with hopes that perhaps I would write down some ideas for the future. I'm still convinced that nothing we experience is as exciting as the anticipation of it. Actually, I think the memory of experience is also better than the experience, too. I think it's because those events are rarely representative of only a single emotion, yet that's what they are reduced to in fore- or hindsight.

Wow. That was kind of pessimistic. Oh well.

Anyway, I took an aptitude test yesterday that said I was "artistic-social" and suggested that my most appropriate profession would be a free-lance photographer. This was an aptitude test that my company gives us in order to direct our careers here, but I haven't exactly seen that position available on any job-posting sites here. I guess that wouldn't exactly be "free-lance" though, would it? The interesting thing is that I don't remember any specific artsy questions in the survey, but I guess I won't question the validity.

More to come. Today's a light day at work.

Full Term

We're 37 weeks and counting today. That means Heather is about 9 months pregnant, and babykins is fully prepped for life in the world. Well, except for the whole lack of motor skills, ability to speak, walk, or move apart from indirect flails. How cute. Her name is Norah. Norah, the beautiful flailer.

Meanwhile, I'm at work, and I have plenty of downtime in the afternoons. This has given me a new-found appreciation for flickr, yahoo! finance, and twitter (which is basically facebook, but just status updates.) Here's a picture for today (my friend David):



Any suggestions for stuff to do during the free times here?

Little Beasley

What once seemed like an obligatory custom, now brings me so much excitement! I am proud to introduce you to our offspring, Little Beasley. Heather really thinks he or she is a he, for the record.