Some Tool(s) stole my tools

I realize it is my fault. I cannot expect that, given the overwhelming temptation that is my cluttered garage, someone could not pass up the opportunity to steal from me. I somehow left the garage door open last night - apparently an open invitation to take whatever the hell you please. Well they did, to the tune of an air compressor, drill, tools and my wife's snowboard. Well at least they were clumsy and knocked over a bunch of stuff, made a racket and ran off scared with more than a grand worth of stuff. They would have taken more if they could have. ASSHOLE(S)! Sorry, not you. I was talking the Tool(s) who stole my tools.

End of first semester nearing

Wow. Well I wish I could say time has really flown by this semester but it hasn't. A few weeks fro the end of the first semester and I feel as though it will never come. It's not like school has been hellish or anything like that. I am just tired of studying and having at least one test every week. There has been no time to catch my breath from the endless onslaught that is PA school. Most of my finals are not cumulative, but my Clinical Medicine class and my anatomy class are. These classes are abundant in small detail. I do not look forward to these finals. The other classes may not be too bad, however my History and Physical class leaves much to be desired. The instructor appears to be lazy, although I can't assign an exact character trait to his apathetic approach to class. I am disappointed that such an important class is teaching us so little. I have to study for finals now. I am not sure how likely it is that I will get around to it today though.

Thanksgiving went fairly well yesterday. My family drove up (My Mom and Dad and nieces - my sister was sick and my brother-in-law was on call) and my wife cooked a fine meal. Both my parents were on pain medicine, as usual, and were slightly goofy. Addiction runs in my family but appears to have left me and my sister alone for now. Hopefully all that crap can be left behind and me and my sis can live our lives without having that monkey on our backs.

Does anyone think Comcast sucks? I just lost another hour of my life explaining to them that we get poor service, if our cable, internet and phone works at all, and that I wanted a credit to our bill. They wouldn't do it but agreed to send out a technician again (10 in 2 years) to try to fix the problem. The real problem is that their techs don't know what the fuck they are doing or don't have the authority to fix the real problem. I am NOT thankful for Comcast.

The first semester is almost over.

Wow. I can't believe I have made it this far with so little hassle. What I mean is that while my classes were tough, I haven't failed a single test. In fact I have 5 A's and 2 B's. I had to hard to get these grades, but I didn't have to sacrifice every spare minute of free time to study. Now that I am in the swing of things I can actually spend a fair amount of time with my son. I'd much rather get B's and be able to play with my son and put him to bed, than get all A's and miss seeing my son grow up. On a similar note, my boy loves his dad again and he actually wants to spend time with me. My wife is still adjusting to taking on the added load of all this entails. She is excited for me, and for us, but has way too much going on to go unaffected by my frequent absence from the home.
Overall, things are tough, time consuming, stressful and a lot of work. But I really do feel that it is 100% worth it. Next semester I have phamacology, pathophys, several clinical classes as well as hands on patient contact. It won't be getting any easier, but I am OK with that.