I'll sleep when i'm dead
At least thats what i told Alisa, who coincidentally works at browsers and led me to a fair-trade caffeinated zone...where i blissfully spent most of my day.
Finally i have an answer to my search for the Canadian Equivalent to the elusive Flat White. I never knew whether it was coffee or espresso, and the soy part is hardest. Dont get me started, i know it's "yucky", try being the only lactose intolerant kid at camp when you're 10. Yeah, you have to aquire some tastes.
Four split shifts today, ranging from 6:30 am to 9:15 pm, with some chockersfull 2-hour breaks in between: First, coffee with Alisa, then report cards and a swim session, then home to make bbq kebabs, than to a fringe play till later. Apparently there was a mom watching the lessons and her daughter is afraid of water. The daughter agreed to try private lessons only with... that teacher in the red swimsuit. Phone calls to the aquatics office confirmed that that was me, and i got an email today telling me about it. So i still don't know who the kid is.
Dropped by Jena's on the way home tonight, with Emily, maybe i'll play ultimate frisbee next summer now that my knee is functional. Procreation train, here i come!
None of the verbiage spilling of my keyboard is making any sense to me right now, so maybe i better crash for at least a bit.
Finally i have an answer to my search for the Canadian Equivalent to the elusive Flat White. I never knew whether it was coffee or espresso, and the soy part is hardest. Dont get me started, i know it's "yucky", try being the only lactose intolerant kid at camp when you're 10. Yeah, you have to aquire some tastes.
Four split shifts today, ranging from 6:30 am to 9:15 pm, with some chockersfull 2-hour breaks in between: First, coffee with Alisa, then report cards and a swim session, then home to make bbq kebabs, than to a fringe play till later. Apparently there was a mom watching the lessons and her daughter is afraid of water. The daughter agreed to try private lessons only with... that teacher in the red swimsuit. Phone calls to the aquatics office confirmed that that was me, and i got an email today telling me about it. So i still don't know who the kid is.
Dropped by Jena's on the way home tonight, with Emily, maybe i'll play ultimate frisbee next summer now that my knee is functional. Procreation train, here i come!
None of the verbiage spilling of my keyboard is making any sense to me right now, so maybe i better crash for at least a bit.