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So, I'm at work. It's Sunday afternoon and I'm at work. I'd rather be in bed. There's nothing going on here, nobody has called, no emergencies to take care of... I'll have to take the garbage out. I'll do that when it's time to go though. I'm going to read some Bible to a client at aroung 4:00... basically, that's all. But I like my job... working weekends (especially Sundays) here is a whole other thing. I find it to be rather useless, but oh well. I'm gettin' paid... and in the grand scheme of things.... that's the important thing....right?

So, today the mount of Chicopee is closed. That sucks! I'm experiencing a mild bout of depression over it because I really like snowboarding...a lot! If I were at home, I'd most likely be in my bed sleeping, I think that's what depressed people do... but I'm at work, some people sleep at work... but not me. I'm a real go getter!

So Chicopee is closed. Crap. Just when I'm thinking that i'm getting a bit better at my favorite sport... the season ends, every year, it never fails. So I fell on thursday night and It hurt. The thing is that when you fall while snowboarding every part of your body hurts so intensely bad for a couple minutes so you don't know what you've really hurt badly, if anything. The only pain that has stayed with me is in my left wrist. Ah well, the freaking season is over so it will have time to heal.... stupid winter always has to leave too soon! Dang!