November 9th, 2007

Dead Dog Cat

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I feel, this morning, rather like the protagonist of Clerks, in that "I'm not even supposed to be oncall today!" My associate took ill, and I've had to shoulder the hospital duties, and take all the pages. This has led to me getting paged about every forty-five minutes, all night. Ugh.

After a spectacular meal lovingly provided by forestcats last night, we both fell asleep on the couch while the Food Network played on the TV; it was a replay of Alton Brown's episode "Romancing the Bird" to remind us how to prepare a Thanksgiving dinner. Following that, my beloved went to bed, while I stayed up answering pages, and watching the whole remainder of the ST:TAS episodes on DVD. Most of the last few were pretty solidly poor in quality; the best seem to have been in the first half or so of episodes.

I have no idea if my associate is going to be available to do rounds today, so the day is going to be a complete mess. I hope all will be well...