Monday, March 21, 2005
Level Of Difficulty at Work: 1 out of 10(ugh back to work!)
NapTime During Lunch: 10min here, 15min there.
i knew it.. once i stepped into work, that smell.. That Bloody Smell!!!
Anywho, I've got Pics from what Fluffielady took at Paul and Christina's Wedding. You'll need an imagestation account. Hmmz since they have this new uploader thing i might put up some of my pics that many peoples have probably never seen.
Vegas was cool, friday we had the worst service with the line Nazi at American West. Theres three lines, and it only had about 10 people. Someone told a couple behind us to go into the third line, which was meant for the 'paper check-in'. Ok, so we go there and this lady tells us that we're in the wrong line, we should go to the middle one. From our view the sign at that line said First Class, ok, we go there and wait and who do we get? That same Nazi Lady, and she made some wisecrack about our sign reading capability. That set fluffielady off.. We almost got denied entry all for a stupid sign. American West kinda sucks anyway, the stewards were kinda rude on both flights. On the way to vegas, i guess we had a fighter pilot, 'cuz he was swinging the plane left n right like it was dodging missles or something. But it was a way to delay the flight for a later landing. i was asleep so i didn't know what was going on.
We land and it was masses of humanity in Vegas, people all over the place! Everybody all going bonkers for 2 things, a Boxing Match and March Madness. We check in and get to the chapel for rehearsal. Funfun, afterwards we were treated to Seafood Buffet at the Rio, at 38$ woo!
Afterwards, roamed around, we went to three Banana Republics in 2 days. The first had no sale, the second had a limited sale section, and the third everything was on sale. Eventually all the big Casinos had the same stuff. Went to sleep about 10:30. The weather was ok.
Woke up Saturday and called Paul at about noon, i hear this groggy voice, ok, party on daddy-o! hung up, he got to bed at 6am doing vegas stuff.. What happens in vegas, well you know the rest. We took at nap at 2-3:30pm, got suited and booted for the wedding. There was supposed to be a rehearsal at 4:30 but when we got there people were just milling around. It was the same at our wedding. Oh well, got the final details done, the games began..
The priest seemed like a cool dood, he looked like Bob Barker. Right when Paul n Christina was about to say their vowes it starts to pour. We were in a fiberglass greenhouse and you can hear the pitter patter of rain, it didn't start from a gentle tap, it came full on. Some people say it's a sign, others say it's a cleansing effect. I dunno, it just seemed to be timed a bit too good. It was fun, i found the lush table too late, and i forgot to start drinking the alkies.. Man somethings wrong with me, so i tried to play catch-up but they closed. Fun's over at 10pm. The gang wanted to go bar hopping, but old fogies like us went to bed, at 1am. (Man 1am is late!) Called paul up the next day to hear a clear awake voice, but yet he went to sleep at 6am like the night before. We checked out, left our bags at Paul's roamed a bit. I found out that Fluffielady is a serious Buffet Fiend.. Really Serious!
NapTime During Lunch: 10min here, 15min there.
i knew it.. once i stepped into work, that smell.. That Bloody Smell!!!
Anywho, I've got Pics from what Fluffielady took at Paul and Christina's Wedding. You'll need an imagestation account. Hmmz since they have this new uploader thing i might put up some of my pics that many peoples have probably never seen.
Vegas was cool, friday we had the worst service with the line Nazi at American West. Theres three lines, and it only had about 10 people. Someone told a couple behind us to go into the third line, which was meant for the 'paper check-in'. Ok, so we go there and this lady tells us that we're in the wrong line, we should go to the middle one. From our view the sign at that line said First Class, ok, we go there and wait and who do we get? That same Nazi Lady, and she made some wisecrack about our sign reading capability. That set fluffielady off.. We almost got denied entry all for a stupid sign. American West kinda sucks anyway, the stewards were kinda rude on both flights. On the way to vegas, i guess we had a fighter pilot, 'cuz he was swinging the plane left n right like it was dodging missles or something. But it was a way to delay the flight for a later landing. i was asleep so i didn't know what was going on.
We land and it was masses of humanity in Vegas, people all over the place! Everybody all going bonkers for 2 things, a Boxing Match and March Madness. We check in and get to the chapel for rehearsal. Funfun, afterwards we were treated to Seafood Buffet at the Rio, at 38$ woo!
Afterwards, roamed around, we went to three Banana Republics in 2 days. The first had no sale, the second had a limited sale section, and the third everything was on sale. Eventually all the big Casinos had the same stuff. Went to sleep about 10:30. The weather was ok.
Woke up Saturday and called Paul at about noon, i hear this groggy voice, ok, party on daddy-o! hung up, he got to bed at 6am doing vegas stuff.. What happens in vegas, well you know the rest. We took at nap at 2-3:30pm, got suited and booted for the wedding. There was supposed to be a rehearsal at 4:30 but when we got there people were just milling around. It was the same at our wedding. Oh well, got the final details done, the games began..
The priest seemed like a cool dood, he looked like Bob Barker. Right when Paul n Christina was about to say their vowes it starts to pour. We were in a fiberglass greenhouse and you can hear the pitter patter of rain, it didn't start from a gentle tap, it came full on. Some people say it's a sign, others say it's a cleansing effect. I dunno, it just seemed to be timed a bit too good. It was fun, i found the lush table too late, and i forgot to start drinking the alkies.. Man somethings wrong with me, so i tried to play catch-up but they closed. Fun's over at 10pm. The gang wanted to go bar hopping, but old fogies like us went to bed, at 1am. (Man 1am is late!) Called paul up the next day to hear a clear awake voice, but yet he went to sleep at 6am like the night before. We checked out, left our bags at Paul's roamed a bit. I found out that Fluffielady is a serious Buffet Fiend.. Really Serious!
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