dwjf iso sudoku junkies...

My name is Jill F. and I'm addicted to Sudoku. Shit. I've stayed away from it this long, but one night everyone in the newborn nursery was playing and I thought I'll just try one and see. Sounds like what a heroin addict would say, no? Anyway, thank god I found Sudoku cuz my longtime online cribbage/dominoes bud has gone on the game-playing wagon. Fine. If work or sleep or whatever is more important to people, I'll find my own online games that don't require partners.

Really I'm more of a Cryptic Crossword type girl, but the number thing is fun too. I can't believe how much more my mind is being stimulated by these games than by nursing school. I love summer break.

So, here I am at 5:30 am playing Sudoku cuz now I'm on night shift time and I keep having these weird dreams about babies being born and people wearing really silly camouflage pajamas. I woke up at 4 am and I had absolutely no idea who I was. That's the thing about working nights...I've been asking people for days, "What day is it?" because I sincerely don't know. Anyway, the shift differential is gonna make up for all that, I'm sure of it.

Just to clarify Katie's Bruce blog, it's true, I am NOT a member of AARP. I am young and vibrant and wrinkle-free. And besides Katie, I was the youngest person at that concert. Actually, we were the youngest people in Phoenix, I bet.

Cool thing I figured out yesterday: The bunny is complex. If you think something's wrong with it (like that it's broken or that half of it doesn't work), just change the batteries. It's like Hanukah all over again.