Hmm... Yeah. I really don't have any pictures of anything new this year. I'm open to any requests, you know. You don't have to register to post, by the way.
Hmm, hmm. Ooh! Midrats dinner!
Ahh, yes. I remember now. My inability to update! It all comes back to me...
I've been here for a week and a half now and it feels much longer. It feels like I never left, really. There's not much to talk about, though, as I've just been working and eating and sleeping the entire time. This is why I don't update, you know, nothing interesting happens here!
I transition to night shift in two days, which will be great. Four of us will clean 155 (The main building and dorm that I live in), Crary (Where the SCIENCE happens!), Southern Exposure (The smoking bar, but it's so much better than the other one), and possibly some other places. No word yet on how we'll split everything up, but I'm looking forward to it.
Hmmm... I am full of brunch. I kind of want a nap, but I've been sleeping my days away lately. Yesterday, I planned for a short nap and ended up asleep for FOUR HOURS. Also, though I barely dreamt at all last year, I've been having really vivid freaky dreams lately. Last night's was too complicated and disturbing to bother explaining, but imagine this: All you can see in your field of vision is darkness with some very dim shades of brown. What are you looking at? What is it? You stare into it for a good five minutes until, "OH! It's a bat!"* The bat, upside-down and with wonderfully good timing, opens its eyes and mouth, hisses at you, and you sit bolt upright in bed, clutching your beeping alarm clock. Good times.
What should I write about here?
*Christine: I blame your maple e-mail.
You can walk a hundred thousand miles and never find a home
You always knew someday you'd have to strike out on your own
You look up at the clouds and you can see which way the wind is blowing
That's the way I'm going
Saddle up my travelling shoes, I'm bound to walk away these blues
Leaving in a few hours!
- Delayed in Christchurch!
- Poor weather at McMurdo = Three flights backed up
- Can't find people I know around town.
- Clothing issue in an hour and a half