Now if I can just get my business going, I'll be as happy as a clam... But why do I want to be that happy?  I eat clams.  Lots of them.  I don't want to be that happy.  Maybe I want to be as happy as my wife and I are when we're eating clams?  Whatever.

Odd start to a journal entry, eh?

It's been brought to my attention that I have completely stopped posting on my blog.  Yup.  I'm probably done with that.  Blogging isn't my thing.  I don't like people, generally speaking, and I don't really like speaking about my daily routines with people either.  I'm fine being around people, but many people still bother the hell out of me.  I actually would like to get a job where I'm shut in a little room all the time and just push buttons.  Thus, I was writing a blog about my adventures on the road toward becoming an x-ray technician.  Sure I'll have to deal with people.  No biggie.  They probably won't want to talk to me too much.  If they do, I'll only have to talk for a few seconds at a time, so no worries.

I gave up that blog because school is hard.  Yes, I was only taking one class at a time.  Yes, I should have been able to write out some thoughts on classes each day.  But really?  I'm not social.  I talk to very few people.  On any given day, I'd be fine not talking to anyone other than my wife and kids.  They get me.  It's good.  Plus, who really wants to hear my ponderings on the various facets and details of the multi-phased lifeline that is the endometrium?  Why would I want to explain the necessity of studying the various locations of different types of sinuses that aren't related to those in the skull even though I want to take x-rays and MRIs?

So school is out for now.  If I am really lucky, I'll be going into the program for certification starting in September of 2012.  If I'm not lucky, I'll be droning away at trying to get my coffee shop / print shop up and running more so that I won't have to rely on school loans to get me through school.

That all said, I've got to do some work because my business partner wants details on neat things like paper costs, bean costs, current inventory, t-shirt making and all that.

See you next time, journal.  See you next time.