Weak attempt at a blog post take 47

Let me just start this by saying that I've gone back and erased what I had originally written like three times already, so let's not get our hopes up for this post tonight, okay? Okay.

My oldest (eldest? do people still say "eldest"? Or is that like a 1835 thing?) sister turned 32 today, and Pete and I went out with her to a sports bar for some early afternoon beers and a few games of darts. It was a nice day, she had her first ever Irish Car Bomb (at the age of 32?!) and I was very proud.

I wanted to write about it tonight, and I even have pictures AND video, but I am SO tired, and I have a pretty crazy day at work tomorrow, so I should probably just go to bed already.

But wait Jamie, before you go, please tell us why work is going to be so crazy!

Okay, but just because you asked so nicely...

Work is going to be crazy because, the pharmacist has left for India for ten days and everyone is going to be running around like mad without fully knowing what we're doing.

That hardly sounds as bad as it's actually going to be.

We have another pharmacist that will be working, but he doesn't really know the computer system and hasn't actually worked as a pharmacist in like ten years or something. But everything is going to be OK because I have been trained so well that I should know exactly what to do and should be doing just about everything that should be done....right? Right.....?

I don't know.

But we'll find out tomorrow. If I don't hyperventilate and die.

Stay tuned.