Cozumel
Monday, October 13th, 2008
This guy (okay, more like his group of friends) followed me around the entire time while we snorkeled in Cozumel.

This guy (okay, more like his group of friends) followed me around the entire time while we snorkeled in Cozumel.
From the time I began working full-time, I thought it was common knowledge that you don’t microwave fish in the community floor kitchen area.
Apparently, someone didn’t get the memo.
I walked back onto my floor this afternoon after lunch to find a strange odor occupying every square inch of the place. Fish. Someone was heating fish up in the microwave. And by the time I found my cubicle, the air still smelled like fish.
Fish. People, when you reheat fish, it typically smells. And when you work in a rather large environment, EVERYONE IN THE PLACE WILL SMELL YOUR HEATED FISH.
24Hansen is my venue to write about whatever is on my mind. I don't consider myself a blogger. Instead, I like to post entries within my journal. HUGE difference, I know.
I am currently twenty five years old, though I feel like I'm still twelve. I'm engaged to a wonderful person, and have three crazy, but very lovable, cats.
On May 21st of 2008, our precious Sunny passed away. You may read more about him here.