my own worst enemy

My Kind of Town

Sunday, February 04, 2007

Greetings from Chicago’s Midway airport! You can thank Southwest airlines for this blog post, as they’re responsible for me missing my connection. So here I am, sitting in a white rocking chair, trying to watch the Super Bowl while four pubescent girls are doing rhythmic gymnastics in front of the TV. Don’t they know it’s the freakin’ Super Bowl?? And besides, it’s the Bears and Colts!! And we’re in freakin’ Chicago! Nevertheless, these girls are doing some pretty weird things with their bodies and hoola hoops. I would describe them to you, but that would require that I pay attention to them and thus look like a perv. The last thing I need today is to get accused of staring at teenage girls at Midway airport.

I spent the weekend visiting Ginger for Valentine’s Day. I know, I know, it’s not for another two weeks. Well, when you are 2,000 miles from your significant other, you celebrate these things when you can. I last saw her over New Year’s, so this fit right into our one-month-between-visits paradigm.

All in all, it was a pretty laid-back weekend. After lunch on Saturday morning (we slept through breakfast), Ginger wanted to go searching for a new winter coat as her old one was used as an ashtray last weekend at the bars. But I had a little trick up my sleeve. She had mentioned a one-of-a-kind jacket a few weeks ago that she really liked but couldn’t quite afford. Being the ever-perceptive and sly dog that I am, I called up my buddy Mark and ask him to go pick up the coat. I did it just in the nick of time, too, because Ginger happened upon a sizeable sum of cash last week and went to buy the coat herself just 2 hours after Mark and I secured the item. Needless to say, she was heart broken to find it gone, which made it all the better when I gave it to her on Saturday. Goat: 1, Other Guys: 0.

We ended up going to the mall anyways and shopping around. Ginger was having a hard time getting motivated to do work on her thesis a couple weeks ago, so I made a deal with her: make a list of tasks that need to be done before I got in town and if she finishes them all before I arrive, I’d buy her a new pair of shoes. Well, she didn’t finish in time and only missed it by a hair. I offered to reward her anyways, but she wouldn’t have it. She ended up buying a pair of shoes for herself (justified since she saved all that money on her jacket). I ended up getting a pretty sweet pair of shoes to replace the pair that suddenly disappeared last week. In typical own-worst-enemy fashion, I lost a pair of shoes. No clue where they are.

We finished the evening off with Steve, Kristy, and roommates at the new Irish pub in Lafayette. I was begging for one of these my entire time at Purdue, but they go and wait until after I leave to put one in. One order of fish & chips and six Guinnesses later, we head up to Harry’s. Did I mention that it was in single digits all weekend? Thank heavens for the booze blanket.

So here we are. It’s 16-14, Colts. I’m enjoying my old-fashioned rocking chair, typing a blog post, and trying not to look sketchy (I shaved my beard this weekend, so that should help). I’m also recovering from the final stages of a hangover coupled with a sinus infection. The hangover’s on it’s way out. The sinus infection looks like it’s here to stay. And now it’s time I head back to my gate because my flight boards in 45 minutes. Pray that it leaves on time.

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