Saturday, February 20, 2010

40 minutes turned into 2 hours...

So apparently when one goes to buy a formal dress and you ask for it to be adjusted in the collar, 40 minutes turns into close to 2 hours. PATHETIC.

Also, being sick on one of the few weekends I come home is lame. Like, super lame. This....coughing, sneezing, runny nose, stuffy congestion can't breathe crap is not working for me. I can think of better things I could be doing with my time. Like putting the dog's hair into cornrow's. Resting comfortably. But no way jose. Not going that way for me clearly. Psh. That's all I have to say about that.

I've been watching a lot of the olympics recently. AWESOME is all I have to say about that. Go Team USA for winning medals. And by medals, I mean, we're totally leading the way here. As usual, garnering more jealousy over our intense athleticism. Ty.Pi.Cal. I do think we may have some problems when rugby gets added to the Summer Olympics. We don't have a professional league. So yeah...

Friday I had an appointment with the orthopedic and I've been cleared to start working my way back up to my awesome golf game. I could NOT be happier. But in other terms he pretty much said a big heck no to watercraft sports: Wakeboarding, Waterskiing. You know, things with an instant TUG on the shoulder. I don't have a problem with that. My intense nerves about it have me withholding anyways, it just makes life easier to have severe doctor's orders to DON'T EVER TOUCH THAT. Legit.

Tomorrow is Sunday. I had forgotten today was Saturday. See what this "little" sinus infection has done to my mentality?! Shot it away. Uncool. I wonder if it is odd that while watching the olympics I feel anger for every other country that tries to beat us (see: Asian ones. See: South Korea in Speed Skating. See: Salt Lake 2002 Winter Games when they ruined Ohno's chances. See: I'm really not against Asians in general. This is just in INTENSE sports competition)

Can't wait til LONDON for spring break '10. Break and ten don't rhyme as well as spring break oh eight did. lame.


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