Constant state of flux

I am getting my lazy bored ass awake and getting going, something about mornings that I just despise. What is worse is how I have to get up on a semi-regular basis at 5 am, a time that I should be happy underneath my flannel sheets, relaxing, enjoying my slumber. Instead of the aforementioned bliss, I am subjected to being rudely awakened by the obnoxious alarm clock and have to walk around barefoot throughout this cold empty house. On a little side note, I am not one who wakes up easy to the alarm, usually it takes a couple of slapping of the big oblong snooze button before I work up the gumption to roll out of bed. My alarm clock has two alarms, and I set them both along with an alarm on my cell phone. Every morning I have three alarms going of near concurrently, yet I usually have no desire to get up.

That said, I am obviously awake right now.

I just got a call about a dishwasher not coming into work, how is it such a recurring problem, sucks I say. First last night the dishwasher didn't come in, and now a different dishwasher didn't come in, both of them didn't call out of fear of the language barrier. Sucks I say again.

The party was a blast last night, vegetarian sushi, yum yum. I tried to make it to the BLB in time to take part in the cavalcade of hummer limos which were rented for the occasion. On my way to the alley, I was passed by 2 of the aforementioned limos and had to do a quick little u-turn in order to start the pursuit. The location was maintained a secret, so I couldn't just meet them there. Luck I was in cell phone contact with Chris the entire while and arrived at the same time everyone else did. There were more people than I had expected who were employees of the two places, must be more part timers than anything else. I spent the whole night talking with other cooks about food stuff, which is quite common of me. Go with what you know right? I knew just a few people there, but I met more as the night progressed. There was a little drinking of which I took part in, but I tried to keep it in check, I limited myself to 3 10 oz beers over the course of 2 hours. Last thing I want to do is get myself a DUI or worse hurt someone due to my retarded reaction speed. I felt fine, and waited another 1/2 hour after the last beer before I attempted to drive. The drive was really slow, we had a bit of freezing rain and snow that made my ABS brake pedal jump at me more than once. I practiced my down shifting as I got closer to the stop signs, and down shifting rocks in the winter, slows the car down like no ones business.

Oh the meeting went well, I wasn't nervous come time to actually "stand" in front of my staff and start talking. I didn't have much to talk about, so I was shooting for a 15 minute meeting. With what everyone else's comments the meeting dragged on to a tooth grinding 45 minutes, of which the majority of the discussions didn't apply to everyone. So that was a bit frustrating, hell we had a crap load of prep work to do, which ended up making me a little late to the party. Anyway it went well and I wasn't nervous like I said, so that was a welcome surprise.

I still need to book the car/hotel for my pending super kick ass California extravaganza. I should do that right now instead of sitting here and blogging.

That said I am going now.