19 November 2008

Lets start this trip

I had a really good, fun weekend which was capped by going to Lambeau Field for the first time for football. Reflecting on the build-up to the trip does explain a few things.

Friday night I went out with a group of Edge geeks for dinner and to see the new Bond film. (Really short review: more of the same if you enjoyed 'Casino Royale'. If you haven't seen 'Casino Royale' yet, this movie may not make much sense to you.) 'Star Trek' trailer left happy chills. Drank no alcohol but 'misbehaved' in other ways (such as drank soda, which I don't really do anymore). Good time.

Saturday afternoon I went to the Admirals hockey game. Made up for not drinking the night before by drinking now. Had Buffalo Chicken tenders (spicy!) for lunch.

Saturday evening the original plan was to go to the Compound, but Primary Compound Personage Amy sadly twisted her ankle so that didn't happen (they thought it might have been broken at first so it could have been much worse). Went with out with Chad for beers instead. Now, I hadn't had dinner Saturday in expectation of wings at the Compound. The switch to go out for a few drinks was late so I didn't eat at home. I could eat at the Club but, once I got some beer in me, I wasn't hungry any more. Stayed too late considering how early I had to get up the next day, drank more than I should have but was still all sorts of sober (honest!), got home, ate some chips and tried to go to sleep because I had to get up at 5am to start the process of going to Lambeau.

But I'm wired, hungry, and excited. Sleep does not come easy.

I wake up a few minutes in advance of my alarm and just get going. I take a quick shower, eat a couple pieces of bread (no time to toast them!), drink more water than I think is really safe for my overactive filration system, and get going.

I maybe got four hours of sleep. I'm tired. In the past 24 hours I've had more beer than food. I'm nervously excited.

To quote a local radio team: 'Sounds like a recipe for disaster Fireman Jim.'

And they would be right.

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