House Arrest

I was on call this entire weekend. With the holiday schedule, it started at 5am friday monrning, and ends sometime tomorrow (monday). I only have fifteen minutes to repond to a page, so I pretty much set up my laptop and don't leave my apartment (and if I do, I stay within a 15 minute walking distance). Because of the holiday schedule, my shift lasted even longer this weekend, and after so many days of it I realized it is a lot like house arrest--I can't really go anywhere or do anything. And most people don't understand my reluctance. I think in their mind me being on call for work is like when a firefighter is on call for work--no one actually expects something to happen. But I do. I'm actually suprised when I make it through a shift and don't get paged. So when people tell me to just bring my laptop to a restaurant, or over to their house for a party, I try to imagine myself plopping my laptop onto a sushi counter and phoning in to the emergency call.

Kinda sucks though...I'm basically stuck at home all weekend with my friends thinking I'm blowing them off, doing nothing but cleaning my apartment and getting paged for other people's problems. On the bright side, Firefly Girl came over tonight to watch the next disc of Castle season 1. Castle is, in my mind, a completely unrelated continuation of the amazing Firefly series, the primary reason I will hold a grudge against Fox forever. I hope, very much, that all of the other Firefly characters become guest stars in various Castle episodes.