Coughing, hacking, wheezing like a old man. That's how I was in my basketball game today. Oh, and I forgot my water bottle. I was absolutely dying out there. I felt like what those smokers feel like, I think.
Really not a pretty sight. I'm still trying to get over this sickness thing; thus, I only scored three points (there's the excuse!). And we only lost by 20+ to Conrad's team. Wow.
Next week I hope to be over this by now.
Also Bubs...I feel so bad for her. Now she's got laryngitis. I swear it wasn't my fault!
Went to Michael's (my Godson's) birthday party today, despite the fact I feel like utter crap. He had a hockey net in the backyard. We played. I couldn't score. Wow...it's been years since I played hockey.
I hope I can go into work tomorrow. I have a feeling it's going to be another sleepless/restless night though. Well, whatever; this too, shall pass.
Unless I die from it (yes, I'm dramatic, but it feels that bad)
Went to the Doctor to find out my infection is viral. No meds that can kill it; just self-limiting.
Crap. Now I'll have to suffer for the next little while. Can't even remember the last time I slept in my own bed (well, I did sleep at Arfeli's last night cause of the meeting I had in Lindsay. I'm surprised they didn't wake up with all my hacking. But saving time and not being in traffic ftw).
Was supposed to go Ian's tonight to stay over since my meeting tomorrow morning is so dang far away, but since I'm still sick (and frickin' hating it...there goes my whole "oh I don't get sick anymore" shpele right out the window), I've decided to go to Argay and Feli's place instead.
You know, to get them sick instead of Ian and Maunley's baby.
So I was sitting in a room today with the Commish, Directors, Managers and all the other Supervisors in Peel Public Health.
Seriously, how the hell did I get there? I mean, yeah, I won't be there next year (I am, afterall, only acting), but I looked around the room and I could only think to myself, I'm not as responsible as these people nor do I have the ego to think I can lead anyone effectively...wtf?
Mind you, I think I might actually miss the "prestige" that comes along with being known as a leader? Right. Oh, and gay
So Mellie's wedding was fun! I mean, the food was a little underwhelming, but I found the company, entertainment and the band good times.
Yes, the band. A Croatian band that mostly played music similar to polka. Easy to dance to and get my groove on with the drunk white chicks. Okay, not that I had game; they were my workmates afterall. But still...want to make a party a good time? Add some polka!
Mind you I may be saying this only because I left work today at around 7pm.
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Yet another reason I think my Mother is funny: she's been in the Philippines the past month with my Dad. Did she call us to tell us that they were there and that everything is okay?
Of course not. So how does she communicate with us now? Well, Facebook of course. Jeez. (That is, if she actually does bother to try to FB message us).
I've always been a fan of my mother's randomness and her punctuation. Case in point, a message she sent to Con, after Con asked her to buy him some undershirts:
"will be arriving at 430 pm on thursday sept 16 be sure you're home will call on arrival what do you mean with the buttons and sando the undershirts you mean what color of long sleeves gray or white or both clean the house"
Seriously, if you were inside my head, you'd know how funny this is to me
So it was a fun good ol' time with the boys this past weekend for BeeJ's Bach.
Woke up early Saturday morning after a fun wedding at Liz's, and picked them up. We proceeded to surprise BeeJ by taking him to a place that we knew would freak him the hell out: Scenic Caves in Collingwood. This involved a suspension bridge (which he was freaked out about), tree-top trekking (which he was freaked out about) and two separate zip-lining, 300 ft. and an insane 1000 ft. (which he was freaked out about). But the great thing in the end? He seemed to have enjoyed it, as did Argay and Dr. Sy.
We then had wings at B n' B Collingwood (dang good), which started our weekend of gluttony.
We then went to something that freaked out BeeJ even more: a shooting range. Why did it freak him (and admittedly all of us) out? Because the clientele there who were shooting guns legally looked like your stereotypical gang-bangers. No joke. Unfortunately/fortunately, the shooting range was completely booked, so we couldn't go. But still, it was the weekend of "things BeeJ wouldn't normally do", so I guess the effort was there.
After that, we went to his cottage by Roseneath. It was very relaxing, just watching shows and movies (watched the entire season of "Modern Family", as well as The Expendables and The Karate Kid), and eating like crazy.
All in all, it was fun and one of the rare times I think we can do something like this, especially as all of our life circumstances changes. Not to be too wistful or anything, but I think I'll always remember this past weekend. And by wistful I mean homo, apparently.
Came back today, but then immediately went to Downtown with BeeJ as Maxwell Clothier's is in town. Ordered myself some custom-made dress shirts (one for BeeJ's wedding). Then came back to Mississauga, and started the Monday basketball night's with the Chinese people that don't really know how to play but I at least get some cardio in.
So yeah, crazy weekend. And I don't want to go to work tomorrow (no surprise).
BUT, as least I have Friday off. 3-day work week what!
So I went with Row today after work to this new pizza joint in the Lakeshore/Southdown area called Mickey's Pizza. The reason I went was because it was offering a "Chicago Style Pizza" (just one of my most favourite foods ever).
So how was it? Well...it was a little like eating pizza that used pandesal as the bread. So it was okay, but nothing absolutely great.
Which lead to this conversation:
Me: "Doesn't this bread taste like pandesal?"
Row: "Dude, I don't know what you're talking about"
Me: "You know, pandesal, the sweet bread that they eat in the Philippines?"
Row (looking at me as I also wore my Indian Kulta, which also looks like a Filipino Barong): "Dude, why are you such a FOB today?"
Me: (well damn, I couldn't argue with her on that point, so I just pretty much didn't say anything)
Anywho, all in all, it was okay, but the PC Brand Chicago Deep Dish Pizza is arguably even better, albeit not fresh
Or should I say blistering race? As in, by kilometre 4, my arches were getting some of the worst blisters ever. Have you ever tried to ignore blisters? Unfortunately, I'm not that strong enough to ignore it.
So I tried to distract myself:
"Hey, that's a nice house! I wonder how they...crap, this hurts"
"Look how fit that runner is. I wonder if I can catch up to...crap, this hurts"
"Hey, water stand! And they are giving away those Powerbar Gels. Goddamn this tastes nasty...and crap, this hurts"
By kilometre 9, I was just about to give up, but I did that whole "I went this far, can't stop now" mantra crap I do sometimes. Plus I didn't want to look back in case Ian was close by.
So I ended up doing it in 51:22 and Ian came in at 52:42
I also have some of the worst blisters ever, which I'm currently icing down. I'm not too upset, really, because I think I've given up on having "good times". And plus, this is the first year I've done two 10km races in one year (what's that all about?), with a 5km race at the end of October.
This Oakville run was actually nice, not too busy like the Mississauga 10km run. How can I tell? Ian and I were actually near the front of the pack at the beginning of the race. We're not exactly elite runners, and we were actually questioning the smartness of being near the front, as everyone would be passing us. Plus, there were only 364 runners in total (placed 94/364 total, 71/164 men, and 14/23 in my age group. Meh?).
But whatever, good times and hopefully we do it next year again, much to the chagrin of Sharon. Who the hell wakes up at 6am on Labour Day?
Went for a bike ride down Lakeshore and High Park with Bubs and Murse BeeJ. The last time I went for a long bike ride? Ironically, when we were in Vancouver.
The little things get me very happy. Like finding parking in High Park at the right time as all the other parking lots were full. And it was free to boot!
So after that excitement, we went along Lakeshore, stopping every so often to see the CNE Airshow. It was awesome and loud. We then went to Dairy Freeze for ice cream. My buttocks hurts (it's been a long while since I biked).
I'm all ready for the 10km race tomorrow! (yikes)
Oh yeah, went to the race expo to pick up Ian and my race kits. It was about 1/10th the size of the Mississauga Marathon's race expo. And the field will be much smaller tomorrow. Uh-oh
Murse BeeJ is in town and came by with Ivy's Bridal Shower leftovers...score! Deep fried pork, fried rice and fried noodles. Just perfect for...Monday's race. That along with all the junk food I ate today.
Wow, I'm dead.
So what do I plan on doing? Going biking tomorrow with Bubs and Murse.
Again, I reiterate, I'm dead. But I plan to have it as a nice leisurely bike ride, if not one with some hypothermia involved (the swing in weather the past few days reminds me a lot of my moods).
Oh, we also tested out the projector with the Mac and screen and sound system, and it looks like it's going to work quite nicely. Also started gathering food for next weekend, and am making some final touches for the brotherhood of the traveling bachelor party pants (or something like that).