Pleased
Gregory, this journal entry is dedicated to you. I want to wish you the best of luck on your endeavor, a month without drinking. At first I wondered "Why?" but then I wondered "How in the HELL will Gregory be able to accomplish such a feat when his entire damn room consists of alcohol and a whole whopping bar!?" So to your challenge I say "cheers" (with water of course) and best of luck! If you ever need some motivation and are REALLY craving for the martini you just made, all you have to do is call and I'll be over in a jiffy to finish it off for you ;) But in all honesty I admire the challenge and wish you good luck.
On another note, my left running shoe and my left sock are crusted in a layer of mud. Why you might ask? Well at 9 this morning as I was assembling the 2 foot diameter metal pipes in the field to water the furrows (aka furrow irrigation), the dirt behind the pipes and furrows started to soak up the water that was supposed to be traveling in the opposite direction. Subsequently the area became increasingly quick-sand-ish and I sunk into a hole of ucky mud. Then to make matters work, I stepped back and clocked my fellow grunt worker/shoveler in the nose with my shovel. All is well though, no broken nose and a successfully watered field of soon to be corn stalks. An accomplishment I can truly be proud about...ha ha, hmm.
The time outside was really nice though and went much appreciated the rest of the day as I sat in life-leeching lectures of French, Chem, and organic Production. If you're ever curious to learn about the maneur in crop field or the composting of sheep and animals, yes meat in compost, just ask.
After the excitement Kareem and I had a rocking game of tennis that took 2 hours, damn it was long. But it was good. We even had a tie break for the first set. The second set..well not so great, but still a good game.
As much as I would love to continue, I have to be out on the fields at 9 tomorrow morning and have a hot date with Hailey at the Arc so I have to be looking my best. Goodnight "y'all".
On another note, my left running shoe and my left sock are crusted in a layer of mud. Why you might ask? Well at 9 this morning as I was assembling the 2 foot diameter metal pipes in the field to water the furrows (aka furrow irrigation), the dirt behind the pipes and furrows started to soak up the water that was supposed to be traveling in the opposite direction. Subsequently the area became increasingly quick-sand-ish and I sunk into a hole of ucky mud. Then to make matters work, I stepped back and clocked my fellow grunt worker/shoveler in the nose with my shovel. All is well though, no broken nose and a successfully watered field of soon to be corn stalks. An accomplishment I can truly be proud about...ha ha, hmm.
The time outside was really nice though and went much appreciated the rest of the day as I sat in life-leeching lectures of French, Chem, and organic Production. If you're ever curious to learn about the maneur in crop field or the composting of sheep and animals, yes meat in compost, just ask.
After the excitement Kareem and I had a rocking game of tennis that took 2 hours, damn it was long. But it was good. We even had a tie break for the first set. The second set..well not so great, but still a good game.
As much as I would love to continue, I have to be out on the fields at 9 tomorrow morning and have a hot date with Hailey at the Arc so I have to be looking my best. Goodnight "y'all".