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pinksoniaWell, I am once again in a place with no internet access. Yeah! Farmerville. But luckily the library in Ruston, which is only a half an hour away, has wireless access. So I will be sharing various things from the last two weeks.
First a letter:
Dear CSI Powers that be,
Why must you try to make Hodges likable? Why must you almost succeed? And even more, why must you do so to "Mr. Bluesky"? I love that song, please don't ruin it for me.
Yours till the end of the season (if not longer),
Allison
Second, a conversation:
PM (Project Manager): How long have you been here?
Me: Three months.
PM: Would you like us to get you a plane ticket home for one of the four-days
Me: That would be nice.
I will let those interested know what develops
Third, a rant:
Shovel testing sucks ass when your sick. Wednesday morning I woke up with a sore throat which I thought would go away once I was up and about. No such luck. Instead, it got progressively worse, my legs started feeling shaky and I had the hardest time forcing myself to walk to my next shovel test, not to mention digging it. Of course, this was an hour from our hotel so there was no way I could go back and by the end of the day we had ended up doing two miles. GRRR. Plus I had to sign my life away in order for Walmart to give me drugs. Damn Methheads!
But on a happier note Walmart had Christy on DVD which was my favorite show in fourth grade and really stands up to repeat viewing.
First a letter:
Dear CSI Powers that be,
Why must you try to make Hodges likable? Why must you almost succeed? And even more, why must you do so to "Mr. Bluesky"? I love that song, please don't ruin it for me.
Yours till the end of the season (if not longer),
Allison
Second, a conversation:
PM (Project Manager): How long have you been here?
Me: Three months.
PM: Would you like us to get you a plane ticket home for one of the four-days
Me: That would be nice.
I will let those interested know what develops
Third, a rant:
Shovel testing sucks ass when your sick. Wednesday morning I woke up with a sore throat which I thought would go away once I was up and about. No such luck. Instead, it got progressively worse, my legs started feeling shaky and I had the hardest time forcing myself to walk to my next shovel test, not to mention digging it. Of course, this was an hour from our hotel so there was no way I could go back and by the end of the day we had ended up doing two miles. GRRR. Plus I had to sign my life away in order for Walmart to give me drugs. Damn Methheads!
But on a happier note Walmart had Christy on DVD which was my favorite show in fourth grade and really stands up to repeat viewing.