I need a vacation from my vacation.
So I have returned to F-no after a week of so-called "rest" and "relaxation" back in Indiana. All-in-all it was an exhausting trip, but I got to see a lot of people.
So I left on Friday at the ass crack of dawn (6:50 flight through Denver to Indy). I arrived around 3:00 local time and one of my old college buddies picked me up. We met another good friend and his wife at a restaurant downtown for dinner and later my old college roommate came and got me and we hung out at his place. While there, I almost killed his roommate, Andrew whom some of you, most notably
d4nte, will remember after he made a comment about one of my exes.
Saturday I lounged about and ended up at
BW3 where I promptly got food poisoning. I lost 9 lbs. over the next 10 hrs., a feat that I didn't think possible. My appetite still has not recovered.
The next day,
fijidan came and took me up to Muncie where I ate about one half of a scoop of mashed potatos at the
Fiji Beta Sigma chapter thanksgiving dinner where
phigamphenom was also present. Hung out with some of the new guys, met most of the pledges and overall, was very impressed. I was also quite honored that two of the pledges asked me to sign their pledge paddles (if you're not Greek, don't ask as it won't make any sense). Briefly saw
ardabee. I spent the next couple of days visiting old friends and coworkers. While visiting my old place of employment, I ran into The Asshat. Also got to spend some quality time with my doppleganger:
kingseyeland. It's great to hang out with him/me again.
Drove up to the region to see
d4nte and another old friend from college,
becca924 (whose boobs I probably looked at a little too much). Had a great time seeing both. Unfortunately,
cmorrigu was out of town and couldn't join us.
I got to see most of my family, although shooting on T-giving was cancelled, we had a great dinner. The next day I had ANOTHER T-giving dinner with the other side and got to spend some fun time with an attractive young lady. No, she wasn't a relative. Too bad she lives in Indiana and is WAY too young for me.
I had an unpleasant set of return flights, but got to chat with a cute girl at the terminal while waiting for my ride. The icebreaker was classic. While waiting for our luggage, she drops her carryon and goes running past me to puke in the trash can. So waiting outside, I asked her if she'd had a rough flight and (yes, this is true) offered her a mint. We chatted for a while (since my ride was way late) and her friends came to get her before I could ask for her number. It's probably for the best, I have a feeling she was WAY too young.
Anyway, I'm home, and I'm exhausted. But for some reason my attitude is better than it has been in a long time. Thanks to my friends and my family.
That, and the fact that my new gun finally came. Heh. Take care, bitches.