This morning, I saw a TV ad for the diabetes drug my company creates advertisements for. It didn't really hit me at first, but I later realized that I edited the copy for that ad. In my 10+ year work history, I had so little to be proud of, so little to show for my hard work. Well, sometimes I didn't work very hard at all, which is probably why those jobs fall under the category of "former employment." Maybe it's time I did a series of blogs about my past jobs. Hmmm.

Went to the park in Brooklyn yesterday with wife, baby, sister, and niece. Other niece did not show up, opting instead to flake at the last minute. I love my niece and I try to be patient with her, but she's very prone to throwing a wrench into everyone's plans by foregoing her social obligations, with nary a phone call or email to give a heads-up. Love her to death, but she drives me fucking insane.

In other news, WE HAVE BED BUGS. Oh no!!!! Actually, it turns out that bed bugs aren't quite the skin-piercing, blood sucking scourge the media make them out to be. They're also not impossible to kill. If you have or suspect you have bed bugs, you need to hire a good exterminator who deals with bed bugs, not just roaches and other lovelies. Peace of mind comes at a cost, but it's well worth it. Pursuant to the exterminator's directives, we're currently living out of giant zip lock bags, a direct consequence of our "issue." We look a bit like hoarders, but well-organized hoarders at that!