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Not much going on at work today... Upon the request of a friend, I took a few minutes to create a blog. I don't really know what I'm going to talk about throughout the course of my blogging career, so the first few weeks might be pretty rocky. I will try and not to be too erratic with my posts and keep my "inner thoughts" to myself. If you don't judge my terrible blogging, I will continue to post.

So, the past week has been pretty eventful to say the least. The one thing I've learned is that I am going to take more time off work next year. I officially spent time with everyone I "needed" to spend time with in my family, but did not get to spend time with several people that I wanted to spend time with. SO, needless to say, things will be different next year.

I really only asked for two things for Christmas. Money and Guitar Hero: World Tour. I received a couple of bucks and (thanks to mom/dad) guitar hero. So, now I officially got the drum set that I have been wanting since I was 5. I never would have bought it for myself because I'm a tight-wad, but I am fully addicted and distracted. I will now be studying for the CPA exam and rocking the faces off of virtual groupies around the wii-world in my free time.

I need to mention one more thing before I "publish" and go back to trying to look like I'm actually doing something productive. Saturday was Christmas in Norman with some of Randy's family. Everything was as to be expected (not in a bad way) in OK, but in TX there was a rumbling-tumbling-beast on the loose. Tom spent about 16 hours out of his element (outside) while we were out of town. Tom has not spent more than 8 hours outside his entire life. Don't get me wrong, the little man survived and caused no damage to himself, the yard, or the fence. However, I think he was psychologically scarred for life. He refused to eat his food that night (UNBELIEVABLE) and was carrying his 4-foot long bone through the house like it was a battle-ax. The next day, he refused to go outside until we "convinced" him we weren't leaving him. I think it was a character-building event to say the least.