San Diego/Pacific Beach vacation was a rocking good time.
Too much to simply cover, but the basic elements consisted of fishing (caught and eight fresh sea bass), the beach every single day and copious amounts of rocking out (like the earliest night we had was 4 a.m.).
My body is paying the price now. Been trying to catch up on sleep on week and have come down with a head cold. But it was well worth the price.
San Diego was amazing. The weather was beautiful, the women are beautiful and I'm pretty sure everyone had a rocking time.
The days simply broke down like this.
Thursday rocked in PB.
Friday went fishing and then rocked the Gas Light District in downtown San Diego
Saturday house party where we rocked the shit out of my buddies house.
Sunday partial recovery/nice dinner in PB.
Each day we went to the beach. Sunday I fell asleep face down and my back got torched. My fault but whatever.
The only shitty part of vacation is getting back. This time it really sucked coming back — not sure why, but it really, really sucked.
It was good to see all the boys in San Diego. Everyone seems to be doing well at least.
What else is new?
Not a ton. Unfortunately another Steamboat homey is leaving me in a couple weeks. Sucks for me, but tremendous for her. It's a situation that's sort of weird, but I'm glad she's going. We've always had sort of a weird relationship, but all I know is I'm going to miss her a lot.
Debating whether to play rugby. All the boys that I work out with want me too, but it's a pretty rambunctious sport. I might go to training a couple of days and see if I like it.
The thing about rugby is it's a sport I've really started to dig. I guess we'll just see how it goes.
After the San Diego debacle where we spent most of the time in one of two gears — Gear 1 Party, Gear 2 Passed out, I think I need to take it relatively easy for a while. For two reasons. One my body hasn't been right since I returned and two my bank account isn't right either.
Will probably spend the next couple of weekends on the low key, just trying to get back to normal.
Also need a clear mind for future plans that are in action. The final push out of Steamboat is upon me. Hopefully in the next couple weeks to months I'll have a better idea of what that exactly is, but I've really started to try an push things in motion so I can be out of here by August/September.
Too many reasons pushing me to leave, not quite enough to stay.
My job here is pretty easy, though.
The Au pair scheme is in full swing. Things I've understood. Chicks from Germany/Austria dig me, girls from Russia/Eastern Bloc don't. It's cool though.
Sports:
How about them Rockies. 12 of 13 and counting. We just need to keep winning and find a way to get Jorge De La Rosa out of the rotation. But they actually look like a real baseball team. The true test will be when they play the other teams in the NL West. The West has owned Colorado for the past couple of years. A couple series wins or sweeps against the Dodgers, Giants and D-bags and the Rox could be a legit playoff contender.
The NBA final went as suspected. One thing was watched the first half of the clincher in a sports bar in SD. Realize this, LA fans are horrible, horrible fans. Really they are.
Not much else on the sports front now. Sort of a sports purgatory until football season begins.
Hef of the Week
So many from SD that it's almost too much to understand.
After the house party I had a penis drawn on my face, the Stanley Cup on my leg and a nazi sign on my forehead.
Got imasculated on the boat when I would touch a fish to get it off the hook. Listen this fish looked poisonous, but I was told to quit being a pussy.
Until then, keep them heads up.
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