MySpace "Quickie" - Thursday, February 23, 2006, 00:34
It's 1:35 in the morning here in beautiful Petoskey, MI. And I just got back to the hotel from work. For those of you who consistently live (or more appropriately supplement) your life vicariously through my idiosyncracies as transposed in my blogs, I apologize for the lack of blogging. Please don't get me wrong--I do have a lot of things to say. I just don't have the time.
You see, I'm supposed to go on vacation this Friday to ski in Lake Tahoe, and that also means a shortened work week. But the project cannot wait, and there is a deadline. So what do I do? I worked long days and nights that would tally up to the same amount of work spent. And best of all? I think I'm almost done! Next week should be a cinch!
Anyway, I have so much to say, but can only elaborate briefly. So here goes:
Monday was a zombie day for me, for I have not had any sleep on Sunday night. That was the most painful flight I've ever taken. And of course, a couple client staff and I went about the afternoon doing something really immature. We walked by a hospital employee parking lot where we spotted a van that was packed with stuff. Toilet paper, soda, perishable foods, and raw meat. What the?!? We went back there again with my camera and took pictures of it. How funny is that? One of these days, I'll post the pictures for your review. Then that night, I slept early, and woke up really late on Tuesday. Oops!
Tuesday morning, I realized something that made me laugh when I woke up late. The lights were still on, and something next to my bed caught my eyes. Oh my gosh! This is very private, so it won't be blogged. I may share with a select few of you in person. Just remind me. ;-) And Tuesday night was a great night. I think.
On Wednesday, I did something really stupid while in the shower. Remember how I said once, or maybe twice, about how I like to think deep, random thoughts while taking a shower? Apparently, either by the deep thought process or there lack of, I somehow decided to wash my hair with my Nivea facial scrub. I stood there in the shower for a good few minutes, rubbing my hands through my hair (and pulling out a few too), wondering why it won't freaking lather. Hmm... I think that has happened to me twice. Good thing the facial scrub claims not to dry your skin out, so my hair shouldn't be that damaged. ;-)
I was quite busy during the day, but while taking my short lunch break, I decided to check out Google News. I am pissed. Very pissed! What the hell is W thinking of when he wants to strike a deal with a Dubai company to run our ports? My thoughts and opinions on this is more than a blog's worth, so I'll direct you to my good friend
Chad's blog on this matter, as I pretty much share the same opinion. You can also read my comment about it in his blog. Maybe one day, I will share with you my opinions on this subject matter. But for Christ's sake, the presidency is not something a dimwit like W should be toying with! Ugh!!! This frustration is worse than going without sex for 40 years!Finally... My eyes are dried and heavy. I have to wake up for a flight back to Chicago, so I can pack for Lake Tahoe. Woo hoo!!! Hopefully I don't break a bone. Or worse, tear my ACL. I'm kinda wary about my knees, considering the little IT band incident I had with the Arizona Marathon back last month. Granted, I ran that marathon with zero training, so that was an extreme situation.
Oh, and before I go, I've been doing some analysis on my life. Not psychological, but more statistical. I've always wanted to do something like this, but never had the chance. But I've been setting aside about 15 minutes each day for the past month or so to work on this. Hopefully, my results will be posted soon. It'll be called something similar to: A Statistical Analysis of My Life in 2005. And to give you a preview, it will center around three things: My personal life, travel, and work; as those are the three main things that are central to my focus.
Okidokie. Time for sleep! Loves!

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