would you like to pharma-size that value meal?

Hey there party people... well... hmmm...

i got an iPhone 3g and with that I've been able to post all the pictures you've seen- I simply email them to a pre-set address and they are instantly published... so I guess keep expecting more of that-- I've always thought to myself "I wish I could take a picture of that right now and put it on my blog to share with people" and now I have that ability- so it somewhat changes my stereotypical post- if you're a picture person then you're probably cool with this change, if you're more about the feelings- I'll give you a shot right now.

(BTW I'm listening to Glen Hansard from the 'Once' soundtrack [say it to me now]-- talk about emotion- cool.)

Being a pharmacist.... wow... it's amazing to feel like I've "arrived" and I honestly would say that I have from every definition I've ever held for the concept of 'arriving'. I did, however, not fully appreciate the difficulty of the actually being a pharmacist. Today, for example, was, for lack of a more eloquent phrase- very difficult... set a personal record for # of scrips filled in a single day (on a Thursday of all days!)... worked (hard) through my lunch break and just managed to finish everything by 9:15pm- and I felt kinda sick all day for some reason-- I'm good now, I think it was something I ate yesterday. I just felt like the entire day I was sprinting around the pharmacy at full speed-- bouncing from side to side-- several frustrating people today, had our main printer replaced in the middle of a rush... and this working with one of the best technicians in the district, I can't imagine what would have happened if I were with a new tech-- seriously would have been a nightmare- being 'ON' all day is just such an emotional and physical drain it's hard to explain, and on top of that I'm just a single guy with very few outside responsibilities... I can't imagine throwing in a son's baseball game, or a daughter's dance recital, or just other family responsibilities in general... -- wow-- very hard for me to picture that. Makes me appreciate MY dad giving up all the time he did to come see me at tennis games, boyscouts every monday- it really says a lot for someone's emotional/mental stamina to be able to wake up every day and give 100% when most of that effort is FOR someone else-

ok i better go to sleep-- more later!