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9.07.2004


holiday weekends that never end

looooooong weekends can be so much fun. let me count the ways.

one is for the hour i was at work late on friday. some stupid shit happened with the computer and it kept saying a transaction was open. on top of that, i took a payment from someone for $152 and they only wrote me an $80 check. guess i was a little out of it that night. luckily, i met some of the kids for dinner afterwards, and we wrapped it all up with a stop by coldstone creamery and some of the fanatical fans stoppin by for mario kart action at our place. went to bed at about 2am.

two is the number of tv's that the fanatical fans had hooked up to a tank battery for tailgating saturday before the samford v. gatech game. yes, a tank battery. and it hummed when it overheated. they had one hooked to a playstation2 and the other to a satellite dish. the dish was fun to set up... we had stevens holding it above his head with half a dozen people screaming left, a little left! and the other half screaming down and to the right! right! good times. game was a blowout, huey and i both got sunburned, and all in all i'd say it was a successful gameday.

three is for the deadly treo that kills most after game plans... too much sun, too little sleep and a dash of alcohol. i got home, told myself i was going to nap so we could have a poker game and then just lounged around. and lounged around. and lounged around. barkley and michelle came over, and i couldn't even entertain. i was done, done, done. i don't even remember going to bed, but i'm almost positive it's because i fell asleep on the couch first.

four is all the drinks it took me on sunday to finish off my little bottle of capt. watched a little football, played a few games. it was, once again, relaxing. then barkley, chuck, gary and jules came over to hang out too. it's nice seeing everyone again. after everyone left, hannah came over and we went over names for her new company. while there were many clever ones, i'm not putting them here for your punk asses to steal. we finished up the evening with a nice dinner at la paz before hitting the sack early around 1am.

five is the time i left in the am on monday. yes, i left my house at 5am. it sucked. i had to be at the 10K race by 6:00am to work at one of the sponsor's tent. it was really, really windy because of the weather coming up from the latest hurricane to hit florida. i don't think the sun ever rose and i was just waiting for the rain to come. our tent was right next to the finish line though, so we got to see people finish. people were running 6.2 miles in about 30 min. i think that is insane. especially if you know the course... cobb parkway from the galleria up to white water. we're talking 1 mile long hills, both up and down, over and over. ugh.

six is the number of hours i had to sit at said tent while it became painfully clear with every passing minute that people who just ran 6.2 miles up and down hills don't give a shit about whatever we are trying to sell in the tents, they just want to sign up for the raffle. we also raffled off six items... four aircards, an $800 pda phone and a dvd/vhs player. woo hoo.

seven is the number of doggie years in one people year. today is dylan's 14th (or two people years) bday. apart from singing to her many times today i decided she needed lots of bday toys and a bday outing. so i packed her in the car and took her to petsmart. i was a little worried about having her around so many people/dogs because she is so timid, but the weather kept most people away. we went around and picked out a new chain collar, lots of treats, a nice toothbrush/chicken toothpast combo, and a super fluffy hugemongous doggy bed. throw in a few toys that squeak and she is super spoiled. i was going to buy her a little blue and yellow striped sweater hoodie, but i saw huey and peters' reactions in my head and thought better of it.

eight is for the people who sat down in the garage monday evening for a poker game that was a bit overdue. it was me, huey, josh, cookies, peters, stephen, gary and jules. $5 buy in makes it more fun for everyone because you don't have to be that serious. we played from about 5 til 10. i ended up going out and buying in for another $7 midway through, only to finish with $36 total. go me. i hadn't actually left a table with money since that first time we played at hannah's. i think this puts me about even all around.

i'll end with nine because it is my lucky number.

nine is for... for... how old i felt considering what i spent most of my day doing. i bought harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban for gamecube. it was so much fun, i couldn't put it down. i'm such a geek. no, really... i am.

and that was my weekend in numbers. long, but fulfilling. i have to open at work tomorrow. that kind of sucks. but i need to get back in there and get some activations. it's the 8th tomorrow and i've only got 7 activations. i need 20 by the 15th to feel good.. not counting deacts. ugh. i hate stressing about this stuff. so i won't. gnite.
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posted by megs at 23:48


 
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