Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Margara is making me do this. (Okay she's not making me but how else am I going to find enough to make up all the blogging I haven't been doin?)
"I was born. I'm still alive."
"Don't get a stupid tattoo. Dude."
"Mental Toughness: No Pain No Gain" <== I lived by that through my bike racing years which is a flippin' joke since I had no mental game!
O'Tay. I played. Sort of.
Fifteen days in Alaska and you'd think I'd think of something to write about! Well there has been plenty but I've been damn busy so not alot of time for this kind of blog foo. Especially since no one reads it.
First there's this, a really inaccurate local newspaper article about what we're doing here.
For the most part, I'm really just quite sick of being here. It's damn cold, below or WAY below freezing all the time. It's also quite monochromatic. If it's not covered with snow and white, it's probably gray. I'm pretty sick of living to work too. Don't get me wrong. I actually like my job and it's pretty dang cool but I'm not obsessed by it! I need more in my life than work. I really miss Kris and I really miss Jasper.
Oh well. Only a few more days. And I'm sure ten years from now I'm going to look back at this trip to Alaska and think, "why didn't I get out and explore more." And, of course, I'll forget that the answer is, "Cuz you were working your ass off and didn't get a chance."
Weirdest event of the trip so far: The first boss I ever had at NASA is here. I'm finding it strange to be older, wiser, more confident and less intimidated around someone who, quite frankly, used to scare the living shit out of me.