Blog Twenty-One: Syracuse

I'm on Syracuse, for two nights.

WOOOOO HOOOOOOOO

Syracuse, like most little industrial cities, eats it raw. Really, what a dump. I've heard the university is nice, but sadly I'm not here to work with a university. So I get to sit in my hotel room on Carrier Circle and read my depressing and mundane work E-mail.

Getting to Syracuse involving dropping Kate off in B righton and visiting Mom & Dad; this trip is a good two hours longer than getting to Syracuse around the south of the lake, but it was nice to drop in.

I'm kind of getting sick of my job. It's a decent job all things told, and the pay and benefits are good, but the job itself is getting repetitive and dull. Fortunately, I'm not really one to put a lot of my personal importance on what my job is; my life revolves around Snaby and the Small Girl. As long as that's going well all is fine with me.

The Small Girl, somehow, is getting cuter by the day. She's now at the point that she can be made cheerful just by playing with her favourite toys, whereas before the only options for a crying Small Girl were either food or sleep. Soooo cute. I checked out some other babies at the mall and they were all ghastly little monstrosities. My baby is the cutest.

We're attempting a South Beach Diet approach to losing weight in 2006, and of course travelling has already shot my diet all to hell, which it tends to do. Nonetheless, I have high hopes for at least some weight loss in 2006.

Seven weeks to paternal leave. It can't come too soon.