Sunday, October 24, 2004

I awoke this morning to some horribly gay dance music - not a way to begin a Sunday.

It's hard to believe that I have been here 13 weeks and that I go home in 8 days. To the dismay of some, I actually feel like this is home. I am ready to go back to OHIO HOME. Conny left yesterday afternoon for home in Germany. That was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do - take her to the train station for that one last hug, one last kiss, and one last goodbye. There were no tears only smiles and laughs, for I have only gained and not lost. I've had 9 days off and that is starting to grate on me. I'm not so psyched to go to the Grand Canyon now. The weather report calls for rain, wind, and snow all week. If I could, I'd leave for Ohio right now.
Last night the fellas and I went out to the pub. I had a decent time there but missed out on Mikio (he's Japanese and under 5'4" tall) bustin out his dance moves with the American college girls.
My beard has become bad-ass after only 18 days. Hey, I have 8 more days left. I'm so Taliban right now.

I awoke this morning to some horribly gay dance music - not a way to begin a Sunday.

It's hard to believe that I have been here 13 weeks and that I go home in 8 days. To the dismay of some, I actually feel like this is home. I am ready to go back to OHIO HOME. Conny left yesterday afternoon for home in Germany. That was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do - take her to the train station for that one last hug, one last kiss, and one last goodbye. There were no tears only smiles and laughs, for I have only gained and not lost. I've had 9 days off and that is starting to grate on me. I'm not so psyched to go to the Grand Canyon now. The weather report calls for rain, wind, and snow all week. If I could, I'd leave for Ohio right now.
Last night the fellas and I went out to the pub. I had a decent time there but missed out on Mikio (he's Japanese and under 5'4" tall) bustin out his dance moves with the American college girls.
My beard has become bad-ass after only 18 days. Hey, I have 8 more days left. I'm so Taliban right now.

Thursday, October 21, 2004

Rain Delay - part II.


My final project to the Grand Canyon has once again been delayed. Apparently it has been raining constantly, turning the road we'll drive into a river. The plan now is to sit tight for two days and try to go up there on Sunday. With two MORE days off, there's talk of visiting Zion to kill time. Oh, I did the shopping for our crew and came in $90 under budget (I was $150 under but we needed oreos, chile-lime chicken, and strawberries.) I rock.

Since I thought today was my departure, Conny and I made our long good-bye this morning. Heck, that was tough to do and now I have to re-do it all over again come Saturday when she really leaves? C'mon, C'mon. Two more days with Conny? I'll take that. Wait, that means we get to go to Charley's tomorrow, have free tacos, and half-price drinks. Thanks, Mother Nature.

I broke down yesterday and bought The Dave Chapelle Show: Season 1 on DVD. Hilarious. The whole house just sat glued to the TV all of last evening. I went to Olive Garden for dinner and ate like a king.

Mark your calendar!
I AM COMING HOME OCTOBER 31! TOUCHDOWN IN COLUMBUS IS APPROXIMATELY 1845PM

Monday, October 18, 2004

I lost ZERO volunteers while in Las Vegas.


I did 12 hours on The Strip again last night/this morning. 5pm - 5am. I didn't drink nearly as much as I thought I would (7 beers over 12 hours) but I overcame one vice with another: DINNER. Yeh, I ate dinner 3 times. A veggie burrito from Del Taco at 4am is considered hitting rock-bottom. The priority was PIZZA, but at 3am it's hard to convince the Italians to open up. I knew it was a good night when upon walking back to the hotel, I witnessed a pretty sweet-ass car crash. Bonus: seeing a prostitute getting arrested.

One more day off until it's 9 days in the Grand Canyon with no shower

Saturday, October 16, 2004

I'm chaperoning this Sunday's trip to Las Vegas!
I'll get us there, check us in, check us out, drive us home, and that's it. You're on your own.
I had a great week working here in town at Walnut Canyon. We did so much fencing work that we got done early. Charley's last night was still a good time despite the fact that every beer I had/tried tasted bad. The tacos even tasted "only OK." The DJ there did play some really good hip-hop.
Conny and I went out today for what might be her "last real, American breakfast." We went to Denny's at 1pm. I love having breakfast anytime I want.
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Ridin' & Ropin' - Arnaud & Jason at Walnut Canyon: Flagstaff, AZ
photo: Arnaud Lecluse

Tuesday, October 12, 2004

What a difference a little work will do.

I'm back to the grindstone, building fences and getting dirty once again. My mood has improved drastically over the past 24 hours. Actually, I was only grumpy/moody until noon yesterday. Some coffee really helps and keeping Keith's mantra* in my mind doesn't hurt either.
I've decided that shaving is for mortals, therefore I have discontinued shaving as of 3:30pm (Mt. Time) Friday, October 8th. I will shave when I come home, maybe. I'm not cutting my hair either. I've failed to do that since early June. If I want to beat Paul Bunyan, I must become him.

Yesterday, Conny and I thought that since we haven't had a good, decent meal in three days, we'd eat pizza to break that streak. OMG, pizza! The Alpine Pizzeria is probably the best and classiest in town. I love the bathroom's wallpaper - newspaper that continues to gather more and more graffiti. The names carved into the walls and the booths are also nice.

I have my evening coffee in 40 minutes but I want to comment on the dude sitting beside me in this computer lab.
1. He's heavily chatting away in gaychat.com
2. Just uploaded a picture on Yahoo! albums titled, "good pic of kev.jpg'
3. I should probably see what his weekend plans are.

Canadian Thanksgiving is a good opening act for the headlining, AMERICAN THANKSGIVING EXPLOSION




* denotes - PRIORITY: PIZZA

Monday, October 11, 2004

Could it be that my life is starting to follow along the lines of this blog's URL? Can't be. It is? Heartache.

I'm ready to go home. Three more weeks should fly by fairly fast, but part of me says to go home next weekend. Chances of it happening are slim, but I can dream (sometimes).
I've been reflecting a lot about all the friends that I have made and all those friends that have left. Of all my great friends I've made, only Conny remains - and she leaves in 2 weeks. The last of the four horseman, that's what Conny and I are. Mark and Myriam have gone. After she goes, it is time for me to go too.

The weather is much better today. Sunny and cool. Very autumn. I am making cds today from the MP3 cd Keith sent me a long time ago. It'll rock

Sunday, October 10, 2004

Today was just a horrible day.
Boredom
Rain
Cold

I was able to talk to a few friendly faces from back home and my conversations shared the same topic over and over - I'm ready to come home. Three more weeks will do it for me. I'm getting tired and the familiar faces of 12 weeks ago have all but disappeared and been replaced. All friends made here have left. I'm making new friends but it's nowhere near the same as before. Since I've had an amazing 11 weeks so far, I guess I'm allowed to have one bad day where I can sit here and vent about how I miss Ohio and feel sad. Tomorrow is a new day and I have a feeling it will be much better.

Saturday, October 09, 2004

I've responded to all your emails.

I've worn my "don't mess with texas" t-shirt all week.

I am enjoying REAL autumn weather right now.

I don't like rats waking me up in the middle of the night.

Throwing rocks for 10 hours straight is not exactly as fun as it sounds.

I got to watch my first college football game of the season today Texas vs. Oklahoma.

I didn't know Ohio State lost to NorthWORSTen.

I did manage to get my picture taken with BOTH dinosaurs and wigwams.

I have another long weekend which will put me further into financial turmoil.

A great name for a Madden player would be: "SEÑOR D"

Sunday, October 03, 2004

Ana Udicki does not believe I am in Flagstaff, AZ.

That Danish guy, Mikkel is back. He was here for 3 months, left mid-August, and now has returned for yet another 3 months. I think that proves America is awesome.

To borrow a page from the book of Goran, I will say this:
I'm going to the Chinese buffet in 1 hour.
Maybe I'll even see Goran there.

I'm working on Day 6 of my seven-day weekend. I'm looking forward to getting back to work and into the wilderness. Apparently there are RATS where I'll be sleeping next week. I was told where to sleep at night so the RATS don't bother me. If I ever needed Pearl Harbor, now is the time.

I could go for some ice cream and coffee right about now as well.