Sprint! and sleep this weekend... maybe

I have little time before my dinner dates arrive... the Three Dirty Old Men. :) Anyway, little time to elaborate, but have to spew or I think I'm bust a seam.

What is the big deal with moon pies?! Had my first one today... not impressed. Meh.

Feel so…. One-dimensional as a tech writer… miss not being in my element where I can jump into complex discussions and hold my own. All I’m good for is recording and editing… can’t monkeys be trained for this? I’m beginning to think that moving into a higher order brain functioning job here is more difficult a hurdle than I’ll be able to jump with my background. At least I'm around people that use words that make me smile... words like pernicious, lol.

Hanging with the Tres Hombres Manche has been interesting. I love French Sailors. Raj is really nice, from India, and made me feel all nostalgic for college life again. I love being German... at least that's where I give credit for my drinking skills. Being the only girl with a bunch of Marines and Sailors has its perks. I would never abuse them... I'm just too consciencious of abusing that sort of thing. I can dance on stage at little prompting even without any decent amount of alcohol. I can swear in French, I think... or at least, I could at 3 am this morning. I had less than 3 hours of sleep and have had NOOOOO caffein today. I can eat my weight in sushi and sashimi. People are really nice to me and I'm not sure why. Kim actually commented that she's glad I'm coming out of my shell. I have these people so fooled, lol. I almost got the Tres Hombres Manche to go two blocks down from Pat O'Brians. :D French Sailors are really good dancers. They are all skinny little sticks, too. Taking a shot of whatever is more interesting if the waitress is cute. We became good friends, she and I. I love not getting hang overs. I'm rubber and they bounce right off me. I am really looking forward to crossing Lake Pontchartain to find some good non-touristy visitors in a bit. Any minute, actually. I think my brain is deep-fried and cross-wired and will crash at the slightest provocation. I still have not paid for a single drink and the most money I've spent on ANYTHING so far has been this addictive wifi. I am flattered by other people's generosity and willingness to pamper me... but I just do not feel comfortable accepting it. They never let me refuse. I have surprised and impressed everyone today by being my bright cheery self despite my lack of sleep and habits last night. I don't think I've given the co-workers too much to hold against me as colateral as I waited until our group was down to a guy from DC and a guy from KC before letting down my guard a bit. Being one of the guys is fun... but the stuff they say could really piss me off if I wasn't so laid back. I sometimes wonder if they forget that I'm standing right there. Oh wait, yeah, cuz half the time they're talking TO me in the first place! lol