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One down, two to go. The test itself was pretty much straightforward, and I wasn't the only one who probably thought that since everyone passed! Whee! (Pass = 75%) So a bunch of us went out to celebrate and wonder what the next test is going to be like. Whew!
I had an awfully vivid dream last night. Too bad the material's not shareable so I'll just leave it at that.
Man it's bright today. *puts on shades*
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Wow, I think this is one of the few times where just about everyone goes out to lunch. Strangeness. Anyway, I don't foresee anything too drastic in the days ahead, so I hope to get some R&R in. *rubs eyeballs* I definitely haven't been getting any in the past couple of weeks. *yawns*
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Nicknames are pretty much a given in the ski patrol. They usually pop up for some reason or another, and if the nicknamee doesn't like the moniker, it's likely that it'll stick. They misspelled my name on the roster , and let's just say that it went downhill from that point on. We'll see what they settle on. (And if they get my nametag wrong too.. *eyes widen in horror*)
Oh, before I go. I remember being at Laz's place the first time we did that gaming thing, Laz was showing me Dune: Emperor and was building an army of holographic Atreides units. I was wondering "What good were these units? They're only holograms.", and then Laz let them loose. As they advanced towards the enemy scout, he turned to me with a crazed look on his face, pierced me with his sleep-deprived, blood-shot eyes, and cackled:
"They can fight."
*watches holograms take apart hapless Harkonen scout*
That was the only thing I remember from that night. The week after, when Growly joined the group, I remember having him play Counter-Strike with us, and he'd go:
"There's [QYV], and he's dressed like [QYV] too!"
You had to be there I guess.
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