June 27, 2003

Friday Five

I can't be troubled to think of anything entertaining today, so this Friday Five thing is a lifesaver. Yes, I know it's just another indicator of how low I've sunk, but hell. It's Friday, and I will soon be drunk.

Here we go...

1. How are you planning to spend the summer?

Working and drinking. In that order. Woe, woe is me. Oh, and partying. It's a hard life.
2. What was your first summer job?
Camp Counselor. 15 spoiled 8 year olds. Those who know me ought to get a kick out of that mental image.
3. If you could go anywhere this summer, where would you go?
A mystical land, where the words "work", "debt", and "hangover" have no meaning, where I could lie around all day cultivating my lecherous eye bronzed, Appolonian physique beer gut. Failing that, I hear Spain's nice this time of year.
4. What was your worst vacation ever?
Roadtrip from Ft. Worth, TX to Detroit, MI in an 88 Olds with electrical problems. You remember the 80's Oldsmobiles? The ones that talked to you? "THE DOOR IS AJAR?" Well, the voice got stuck on the first day. Two weeks of "THE DOOR IS AJAR" sounding every 10 minutes.
5. What was your best vacation ever?
Roadtrip with She Who Must Be Adored. 5700 miles. 16 days. One hospital visit. Camping in the Washington coast rain forest. Sea kayaking among bald eagles and seals in Qualicum Bay. Falling asleep to the sound of the waves on the shores of Lake Okanagan. Horseback riding and mountain biking in Banff. Two and a half weeks of heaven.

Of course, Ali was there. How could it be other than heaven?

Well, party people, the mountains call to me. I'll see ya'll on Monday.

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