Ahh… The smell of the office…
On a long weekend.
When the air conditioning hasn’t been on in over three days.
And no air has been circulating. At all. Not even a little.
Yum.
So, kids… Can you tell where I am on this wonderful long weekend evening? Yep, you guessed it! My new home. The office.
To be honest, though — I was absolutely shocked that I didn’t literally fall down after working so many hours yesterday/day before yesterday (the lines blurred… It all became one day to me). I finally dropped dead from exhaustion at about 9am for a nap yesterday, and then got up at about 10:15 am (only a few minutes earlier than I had asked Jeremy to give me before he called to grab me out of a deep sleep that would have been harder to recover from) when Jenn called to see how I was doing. I got up, washed my face again, and got back to work. I lasted until about 3:30 when I simply (and, quite literally) couldn’t see my screen anymore.
Besides… I smelled pretty bad from the muggy, hot office atmosphere that seemed to surround me like a thick, dank blanket by that point.
It was time to go. So… Go, I did. I went home, had a shower, and went out for dinner with Jer to Anduccis. That was nice. Then we rented “EuroTrip” which was a perfect choice for my semi-concious, semi-comatose state. I was actually laughing at parts that weren’t necessarily supposed to be funny. Call it punch-drunk I guess. Perhaps those couple of beers that I had went straight to my head due to my current sleepless state. I thought the movie was halarious, anyhow. Apparently, so did Jer.
You know… This blog entry probably doesn’t even make a whole lot of sense. Perhaps I should just get back to work before I can’t see straight again. Ya, that’s a good idea.
ps: LEVEL 2 ROWING ROCKS MY WORLD! I *LOVE* SCULLING!!! And… I’m really digging the fact that I think I’ve found a partner in crime… C and I have really been hitting it off, and she’s right up my alley when it comes to her competitive nature. You go girl! I can’t wait to see us in a double, spanking the rest of those chicks right out of the water in the novice program!
pps: I saw Mel and Sue at the club tonight!! They’re taking level one rowing, and in my slightly confused head, I got them mixed up when I said hi. How rude is that? I know which one is Mel, and which one is Sue?!? I’m such a freak.
Okay. Now I’ve said my piece. Now I can work.
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Hey Tanya…can you change my link URL to http://www.melodrama.ca? Thanks!
Woops!
so, did you like the soccer hooligans in that movie?
What? Its sculling??? Not Skulling? Hmmm… now it only seems half as cool. Well, at least we can still run other paddlers off the course. I want a big jolly roger for the side of our boat.
OOooooooo… now that I am just joking about it … I am now longer not that not serious. Must… have …. replacable jolly roger sticker.
good to see you last night. hopefully we’ll get wet tomorrow night!
when we finish our course we should go into novice and get a “bloggers boat” going.
Crews have been known to adopt their own ‘uniform’ for regattas, so it would definately be allowed…
Bro… Soccer holi’s were downright ridiculous… I loved them!
Sue — We’ll definitely have to do some rowing together!!
Vern, you’ve completely lost me. Then again… When DON’T you lose me? [[scratching my head]]
ps: I’m convinced that Vern does drugs just before lunch each day. That would make a whole lotta things make a whole lotta more sense. Hmm… Why didn’t I come to this conclusion years ago??
Vern, FYI… Sculling = Rowing. Skulling = Involves the removal of glass eye and some lube. Don’t ask. Just google FTSOJ.
OMG Ed. Jeez. Thanks for sharing. Yer still going on about that? Didn’t you use that phrase about 8 years ago??? I thought you’d grown out of that by now.
YUCK.
i’m jeaaaaaaaaaalous