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Back from the dead

Thursday, January 12, 2006

Can I just start by saying that this week has dragged on for an eternity? I really think that the first full week of anything after having time off is the hardest thing to endure in everyday life. They should really have "re-entry" programs for returning to work where you ease back into your normal schedule, adding one day per week until you are back to a full week. It's like rehab for the vacation junkie.

Speaking of vacation, my two weeks out of office were splendid. Seven at home in Kentucky, three in Tempe with Ginger, and like three days filled with nothing but travel. Oh, and for added bonus, Ginger stayed in LA for four extra days (even though I had to be at work!). Seeing the family was great, and I even got to watch my nephews one morning. Holy crap, they have a lot of energy! It was fun, but rest assured that I will not be having children anytime soon. I don't know how my sister stays home with them all day every day. The Fiesta Bowl trip was pretty sweet barring the game. Highlights of the trip include:
  • Arriving at the Block Party at 12:05 am on New Years. Everyone was already leaving.
  • Dinner at P.F. Chang's with Ball, Mal, Kelly, Nips, and Berger, followed by piano bar action with Dixie and Jimmy (Jude?)
  • Andrea. 'Nuff said.
  • Continuining another stupid Tone tradition by watching another (terrible) horror flick in the hotel. This bowl's pick: The Fog with Tom Welling and Maggie Grace. (Spoiler: Despite the abundant quatity of gargantuan fishing hooks in this movie, there was no Death Hook. Ball wept.)

I could tell you more about the trip. I could also punch you in the face. Trust me, you want neither.

Getting to hang out with Ginger again was super sweet, too. This long-distance dating thing is tough at times, but frequent visits help tremendously. We've done most of the touristy things in LA already, so we mostly hung out at the apartment. She did buy a new bikini which she got to wear on the beach when it was 80ยบ over the weekend. It's tough living in a temperate, oceanic climate.

Since then, work has been pretty steady. I've have a lot of stuff to work on, which makes the days go by a little faster. Add on top of that dodgeball, concert band, and pickup basketball with the roommates and you have why I rarely post anymore.

Speaking of dodgeball, my team, "The Los Angeles Dodgers of Orange," defeated "Monkeys Throwing Poo" by a score of 6-0 Monday night. Oose.

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