Beep Beep?
*lies head on desk*
So I had an awesome Memorial Day weekend. I went camping with friends (new and old) and just had a really good time (though, my body is paying for it right now... I must have lost weight because I'm six lbs lighter than a week ago). There were awkward moments, sure, but all in all, it was a lot of fun. I miss camping. There was fire, fishing, smoking, and abuse of medical equipment for entertainment purposes. I got a rather deep tan (wow, I look like an island girl now) and another got a really bad sunburn. White trash camping neighbors were entertaining in how tragic they were. The Tremere Coord was abused thoroughly and I was called a sadist multiple times. Open reels still confuse me and bass taunted the boys. I have bruises on my body that I'm just not sure where they come from. Maybe being thrown and dunked into the lake four or five times. Or maybe it was six? I don't even know anymore.
I didn't sleep between Friday and Saturday and what sleep I did get the next few days were short but enough. Really, some of my friends are just awesome and fuck what anyone else thinks, they're really great people. Even if I'm such a baby in comparison. The comment of the weekend was: "for a little kid in the org, you run around with the big boys."
While I'm glad to be back in civilization with A/C and an upcoming move-in to my new place (I'll be done and moved in by Sunday), I also sort of don't miss the emails. *stares at my emails* Oh, what the hell, Council... *grumbles*
Yeah, don't miss that. Oh well. Time to go back to the grind. All will be well. Padawan is learning patience and learning what is really important in life.
So I had an awesome Memorial Day weekend. I went camping with friends (new and old) and just had a really good time (though, my body is paying for it right now... I must have lost weight because I'm six lbs lighter than a week ago). There were awkward moments, sure, but all in all, it was a lot of fun. I miss camping. There was fire, fishing, smoking, and abuse of medical equipment for entertainment purposes. I got a rather deep tan (wow, I look like an island girl now) and another got a really bad sunburn. White trash camping neighbors were entertaining in how tragic they were. The Tremere Coord was abused thoroughly and I was called a sadist multiple times. Open reels still confuse me and bass taunted the boys. I have bruises on my body that I'm just not sure where they come from. Maybe being thrown and dunked into the lake four or five times. Or maybe it was six? I don't even know anymore.
I didn't sleep between Friday and Saturday and what sleep I did get the next few days were short but enough. Really, some of my friends are just awesome and fuck what anyone else thinks, they're really great people. Even if I'm such a baby in comparison. The comment of the weekend was: "for a little kid in the org, you run around with the big boys."
While I'm glad to be back in civilization with A/C and an upcoming move-in to my new place (I'll be done and moved in by Sunday), I also sort of don't miss the emails. *stares at my emails* Oh, what the hell, Council... *grumbles*
Yeah, don't miss that. Oh well. Time to go back to the grind. All will be well. Padawan is learning patience and learning what is really important in life.