It's been >36hr since I've had internet access, and sadly I must admit it was kind of getting to me. My brother was having trouble getting this bluetooth thing to work, and I kept grabbing the laptop and saying "oh i'll just look it up. Oh. wait. no wireless. No I won't." So now I am in the main lobby, looking out over the beach, killing time til we go out to dinner.... it's lovely. Unfortunately the wireless signal doesn't quite reach outside, but this is good enough. But I frantically checked my email, expecting all these messages from work since we are supposed to be working out our schedule for next year- nothing. I am sure I will get reamed again. Ah well.

So I'm in Duck, NC- part of the Outer Banks, for my Dad's 60th bday. It's awesome. I'm doing NOTHING. Eating, drinking, taking jacuzzi baths, and laying on my stomach reading the book of Vice Dos and Don'ts that my sister gave me. (I'm sure most of you have not checked out the Vice link that I have on the right, but I swear it really is some funny shit.) And the book is endorsed by David Cross, which is all I need. Unfortunately, in typical fashion, my family did not get our act together, (we refer to ourselves as the Farkles when we go on vacation, since we always screw SOMEthing up) so it looks like spa time AND hanggliding will probably not happen. Which is a bummer (but maybe a bit of a relief because i'm kind of a chicken shit and was a little nervous about going hanggliding), but this two days of nothing is so perfect...

We're staying at this resort thing that has a main hotel, but then also these guest houses. We have this four bedroom, 4 bathroom house... Every bath has a jacuzzi tub (except mine of course, I seem to have gotten the handicapped room). Lots of balconies... It would be such an awesome party house. I wish I was here for a month. But, I am not here as a party house. But there are not many people I would rather spend time with than my family. We are very good at amusing ourselves/each other. We are sitting around shooting Nerf darts at each other, and my brother is pleading with my sister to let him drop a deuce in HER bathroom, since he wants to take a bath in HIS bathroom. Good stuff...

And speaking of good stuff.... the drama at work is getting out of hand.
The short version is [scandalous rumors that are not verified and could get people in trouble deleted]
The thing is, this is all rumor. I have no idea what actually happened, and probably never will. And now i'm torn between trying to find a way to get in touch with him (he has my number but I don't have his) to play the 'i'm here if you need a friend' sympathetic role, or to just take this as a sign and be glad that I 'got out while I could'. All a major bummer. Because somehow I doubt he's going to call me now... out of embarrassment if nothing else. Oh well...
What do I care, I'm at a beach house.

But it's back to ECMC on monday. Boohoohoo. I hate it there.

Ok peeps, enjoy your weekend. Maybe I'll have some pix when I get back... Now i'm off to eat and drink, yet again.

-J