It’s been a busy month, with work and training and adjusting back to the real world. After having been out on extended sick leave all summer with a back injury I sustained in late March. And there’s been lots and lots of football to watch and attend too, with my local team Strømsgodset fighting for survival in the Norwegian equivalent of the Premier League. They only need one more victory to save themselves from being relegated. And then we have Liverpool, with a packed Premier League program as well as playing in group A of the Champions League, there’s plenty of football to keep up with.
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On Monday I returned from The Gathering slightly tired, and slightly stressed. The day started with me waking up at 11:51am, with my train departing at 12:08pm. Luckily, Vikingskipet is very close to the train station, and my friend Chr|s was awake and offered me to drive me to the station. I arrived at the station 12:02pm, with six minutes to spare, so I was able to buy myself something to drink and eat. Nothing like a quick news stand breakfast .
The whole event was finished with a nice dinner served in the late hours of Sunday, which really did wonders. After a nice meal, we continued with a few speeches and patting ourselves on the back for the great job we had done during easter. The party was a success, and the people attending were mostly greatly satisfied. With the feedback we got we were really, really pleased. Of course, a dinner was not enough so we had to end the whole thing with a great party. I can promise you, there is nothing like a bunch of nerds tossing down alcohol like there is no tomorrow. There is bound to be a few events that makes you smile, and this party was no exception. But I just can’t deny that it was a good end to an eventful week. It’s been one of my best parties ever, and the people I worked with were all splendid people.
I spoke today with one of my fellow crew members, and I came to terms with something I’ve known for ages. Coming back from The Gathering and adjusting back to real life is a process, a process that can take days. Both me and her had spent most of our days doing absolutely nothing than sitting in front of our computers, one might even go as far as say we were quite indifferent to our surroundings. The whole event is quite intense on your senses, and it takes time to get back to the “real world”. I’m starting to come back well, and I think I might be able to get back out into the sun and back into town to meet people again. By all means, being in the crowd that is at the party is not in any way negative, but I got to admit that it’s rather good to just spend time with yourself after a week in the ship. And there is absolutely nothing wrong with my social antennas.
With the success of this years event, and the people I’ve met I can’t wait to do it again. A huge thanks goes out to my crew, info:desk which I was a part of. It was a pleasure and honour working with you all. And a huge hug goes out to my sitting-right-next-to-me-partner, Christine. Her smiles and being lightened up my day.
Why!? Because I’m starting to become like my mother, that’s why. Recently, I’ve found out that I tend to have quite a bit of energy the day after I’ve been out drinking. In some cases, it’s so extreme that you can compare me to the energizer bunny on speed. Yup, not a pretty picture at all. So what have I done today? Well, I started with scrubbing down the toilet, sink and shower, so now the bathroom looks all shiny and nice. In fact, it sparkles so much that you can get temporarily blinded. Then went the turn over to the bedroom, changed the sheets and hung the pillows and duvets out to air. Dusted the whole place down. Then came the living room and kitchen, all made to look it’s best. Even cleaned out the fridge.
Then I took a short break, and made dinner. What was on tonights menu? Tikka masala, a great Indian dish with rice. Though, I was all out of chicken so I had to use pork instead. But personally, I think pork goes better to the tikka masala than chicken does, so I wasn’t really disappointed. Of course, after having done so much work around the apartment, I ate too much. I was barely able to move afterwards, and thus spent quite a bit of time in front of the telly. When things started to return to normal, all I could feel was fear, the fear of the revelation that had come to me earlier on today;
I’m starting to become more and more like my mom! YIKES!!!!!!!!!!
Ah man, last night was wet. Very wet, so wet that the government was close to sending out a flood warning. My cousin came by the bar, it was his first weekend off for quite some time. So after work some of my co-workers joined him for a few beers. Oh how I wish now it was only a few beers, but it wasn’t. It was far too many. And I’ve been suffering all day for it.
I’ve never really been a person that gets hung over, I don’t cease to function like many of my friends do. But today my body has pretty much been like so dead. I’ve never had the flakey nerves, shaky hands and the occasional sweats, but that hasn’t been the case today. By God, today has been hell. If I knew last night that I signed a contract with the devil, I would have ran away from that temptation island faster than lightning itself screaming like a girl calling out for mum.
So with these words I end my day off suffering and pain, heading off to bed hoping that the devil sees mercy on me and lets me start off tomorrow all fresh and fit for fight. Or else I will file for a lawsuit against the devil on the basis that I signed a contract on false grounds, I thought it was all going to be good fun. Hah, I guess he’s sitting in his warm comfortable hole in the ground laughing at me.