50th Post Today!

It's my 50th post today! Ohhh boy….brace yourself.

This morning I’ve been working on listing our company products and works, and I’m presently listing our skills involving building cell phone masts. It’s called Erection Works. God, give me strength: I’m only an hour in and I’ve already encountered the words “penetration” and “strap-on” multiple times. Basically, I want to finish these worksheets with a paper bag over my head.

Yesterday was nice…kind of. It poured rain, the wind was gale force and it was all of 50 degrees outside. I got invited to take advantage of some free movie passes the company got to see a screening of Ocean’s 13. We even got free popcorn and coke! COKE WITH ICE IN IT! I trembled with excitement, thereby spilling a little coke. Talk about a catch 22.

Ocean’s 13 was so unbelievably totally massively uncontrollably awesome. However, I think my opinion might be biased by the fact that I’ve been away from my boyfriend for a month:

That’s all I have to say about that.

So this weekend Lotta, the Swedish girl at my office, invited me over to cook dinner and go out with her friends later Saturday night. YAY! A buddy! YAY!...a buddy! Once more, for health: b-u-d-d-y! Look, Kate likes spending time with Kate, but let’s face facts: the party of one is getting a little old. Anyway, it should be fun—I wonder if we can cook Swedish food. And will I be able to keep from tucking my arms behind my back and making Lotta do this:

Oh my God! Is that TWO Muppet Show references in one week? I am on fire!

Anyway, so I guess we’ll hang out and…I don’t know…draw diagonal lines through o’s ...and...listen to Abba…or whatever it is Swedes do. Probably just drink like the rest of Europe.

Oh, I almost forgot: I finally named the heron that I see all around Dundrum. I see her in the creeks when I run, and at the park in the pond. I saw her this morning in the fountains next to my flat and I decided that's she probably an Erin. Erin the Heron.
Other than that, it’s supposed to be cold and rainy all weekend, so I’m going to try and find a bunch of nooks and cafes to read my HTML and Dreamweaver books in. THANK GOD they’re not “Idiot’s Guides”. Nothing I hate more than sitting around with a book in my hands that loudly announces that I’m an idiot. In fact, if you would prop that cover up on your lap in public, chances are the title is pretty accurate.

So have a good weekend baking in the sun and riding around on boats on credit and eating ice cream and BBQing, Michiganders! And Evan have fun besetting justice a la EvTrev on punk water-balloon-slinging teens, you old man hipocrite! And people not in Michigan—have a good weekend wishing you were in MI! Come on, you do, don’t you? Yeah you do!