Yesterday I moved into my apartment and stayed up unpacking until 2 a.m.. I Then passed out with the belief that I'd get up around 10:30-ish and get some stuff done. That didn't work out too well for me. 5:30 a.m. rolls around and my folks decide I need to know about this horrible, awful, no-good, very bad Tsunami which has taken it upon itself to reek havic on my first day off from work. Island life is definitely off to a good start.
Obviously, nothing happened since it wasn't a national news item, but try telling that to someone who'se only been here a week and got 3-1/2 hours of sleep. Eventually, after making a couple of call, one of my neighbors told me not to worry about it and proceeded to head out to make his tee-off time. I would have just gone back to sleep and left it at that had the air raid sirens not provided almost hourly reminders of my impending doom.
I eventually gave up on sleep, got dressed, and headed to a nearby McDonalds and integrated myself with a nice long line of people who were getting breakfast. I stayed there, drinking soda and writting out a "To-Do List," before heading back and posting this. As a parting gift, I leave this photo of me chilling out in a four the four-way intersection near Micky D's (as seen before the jump). Several of us went to strike poses in the middle of it since there wasn't any traffic. Peace out.
- TiH
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