The morning routine is just…so long. I’m genuinely surprised that no one has come up with an all-in-one solution yet. Something that just means you can roll out of bed, or maybe stay IN bed, and everything is done for you. Ding, here’s breakfast. Ding, teeth brushed. Ding, your hair is done, here are your clothes all laid out, facial hair trimmed to your specification…done.
I swear, getting ready in the morning is at the top of the ‘faff’ list, AND it means less sleep.
I got a bit of a brain-wave recently, when I was on a guided tour of the hospital’s new facilities. The place where I work has just jumped on the trend of those hyperbaric chambers to buy in Melbourne…you know, the ones that deliver oxygen therapy. Pretty sue our hospital is seriously behind the times even now, but then that’s exactly what I’d expect from a place with NO designated staff parking. Anyway, some of these hyperbaric chambers are portable, but others are all glass, with enough room for a person to fit comfortably inside. And at first I thought…gee, it’d be awesome if the beds of the future looked like this, and all that machinery down below was to brush your teeth and make you breakfast and do your hair. and the glass chamber was to keep the air at a perfect level so you get the best sleep.
But then I thought…people sleep in these things, right? And they’re in a new section of the building, so it’s not being used, right? I can basically sleep…AT work. And it’s all thanks to portable hyperbaric chambers, creating a wonderful atmosphere of comfort and general goodness. they said they’re opening up this wing in two weeks, so I’ve got that long to move my stuff here. That’s what…half an hour off my commute? Worth it. And I’ll learn how to use the oxygen chambers for maximum effect at the same time, for the benefit of my patients, so everyone can chill. It’s for a good cause in the end.
-Greg
Summer is over for another year…so upsetting. I keep telling myself that it’s never going to end, and then it totally does and winter sets in, and it’s just six months of misery and not being able to get my clothes dry in under a week. I could get a tumble-dryer, but who has time for that? And don’t even get me 
Good grief, so much to do. No one tells you that becoming a parent is all about *responsibility*. I kinda thought things would get easier once the baby was born, since Sharon would stop complaining about her knees hurting and it’d just be us and a very small human. A baby doesn’t even take up that much room! And their lungs are tiny, so everyone must’ve been exaggerating how loud they can be.
Someone called me an ‘amateur clown’ recently. I suppose that sums it up pretty well. Always knew that styling myself as a birthday clown would be off-putting to some, but the title has been in my family for generations, so I wasn’t about to let it go. Besides, it’s all about the service. Word-of-mouth, reviews…that’s what it’s all about nowadays! That, and knowing your audience and community. I wouldn’t last long in the profession if I hadn’t mapped out each and every 
Another rainy day, and in the middle of summer! I’ve half a mind to write a strongly-worded letter to the council and complain. It will contain many very large and important-sounding words, all typed in capitals to express my anger. I’ve known for quite some time that the local council is the one who control the weather, of course. They try to hide it, but I went to a seminar a few years ago where a very trustworthy man with a lovely voice explained it all. Oh, there’s nothing 
Cutting my own hair worked for the last sixteen years. I guess it’s pretty uncommon to go thirty years without going to a hairdresser’s, but I guess at some point I just started to get a bit self-conscious. Maybe I just wanted to see how they’d do. Well, I’m definitely impressed.
Alright, I should probably jot down a few of my thoughts after the trip. Or type a few of my thoughts…same thing, really. I actually enjoyed China a lot more than I thought I would, which sounds terrible, but I was mostly worried about the language barrier. First time I’ve ever been to a country where they don’t primarily speak English, and I was freaking out over getting lost and literally not being able to talk to anyone.
Our prayers as of late have revealed many things. First off: avocados are soon to experience a slight drop in price, although lattes will be slightly more expensive, thus balancing the scales. America’s president will make a speech, and some people will be very happy while some are angry.
As loyal as I am to the glorious PC master race, I have to admit that playing Over-Botch is much more fun on console. The controls are more responsive, and of course the graphics are way better.
Okay, so as it turns out…setting up a business MIGHT be a little but more work than I was anticipating. I made a checklist and everything! And so many things have popped up that were NOT on the checklist! It’s almost as if I shouldn’t have bothered with the checklist in the first place.