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Friday, October 31, 2003
Happy Halloween!
Let me start off with some bitching and whining. Today was my day off... but nope, I had to go to work. And I just got home from said day of work. That's 4 hours of overtime dammit! On my DAY OFF!!! Anyways, yesterday, we had a pumpkin carving competition in our office. Naturally, I didn't win because no one could figure out what I carved... we didn't have candles to light them yesterday. ![]() ![]() Currently listening to: punks randomly setting off fireworks Wednesday, October 29, 2003
More Oktoberfest stuff
Just for you Dean, I bought myself a felt hat and feather at Oktoberfest. Note the wonderful colour.
The thing was 10 bucks! And it's just cheap crap material... but you know what the say about big feathers... Currently listening to: Outkast - Hey Ya! Monday, October 27, 2003
NEO...
No, I'm not talking about the Matrix. I'm referring to my favourite lemon flavoured cold and congestion medicinal drink, Neo Citran. And why is this foul tasting brew of warm lemon and cough medication so loved by yours truly? "Precautions: Individuals with epilepsy, high blood pressure, diabetes, glaucoma, heart, liver, thryroid or lung diseases, including asthma, bladder neck obstruction, stenosing peptic ulcer, pyloroduodenal obstruction, difficulty in urination due to the enlargement of the prostate gland, the elderly, pregnant women and nursing mothers, or persons on other medication, should take only as directed by a physician. May cause drowsiness, excitability, nervousness, restlessness, sleeplessness, dizziness and palpitations." What's NOT to love? I figure the fact that I can still drink this stuff means I'm not dying of some organ failure. It's like a celebration of my health. Currently: marvelling at my suddenly cleared sinuses Sunday, October 26, 2003
Zicke Zacke Zicke Zacke, HOI HOI HOI!!!
I went to an Oktoberfest party last night at the Commodore. It was awesome! Lederhosen, sausage, a yodeling contest, and kegs and kegs of draft beer. Oh, and a geriatric accordion player that kept screaming "WUUUUNDERBAR!" I ended up being talked into asking Miss Oktoberfest to dance (who I might add is a total BABE!). We polka'd like the rest of the world didn't exist - partly because only one other couple was on the dance floor at the time. Anyways, good times were had by all. That polka made the sleepless night of dry heaving I had all worth it. Currently: recovering from a slight hangover... |
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