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my boss gave me two days off as a reward for working the hours i've been working - today and tomorrow. i worked today from 3:30 to about 6:30 on a project that needed to get finished. and i had to drive into town to do it, even though i could've easily done it from home (or from the beach, as it were). in any event, it appears as though i'll be able to have my full day off tomorrow, although i have some work things i have to do in preparation for going back to work on friday. oh well, at least i don't actually have to come in.

the wedding went well. we had lots of fun. we rented a speedboat on the sunday and went tubing (i'm still hurting). then, later on in the afternoon, we couldn't stand the heat so we went for a drift down the canal in our innertubes. it would've been fun had i been able to keep up with the group but for whatever reason, my tube refused to drift as fast as the others. instead, i made friends with three drunk young men who offered me "7up" and asked me if i wanted to float with them instead. luckily, they caught the current that everyone else seemed to be on and quickly drifted past me. the drive to and from penticton was surprisingly enjoyable. i had absolutely no traffic (i took the coquihalla this time - yes, i found it) so i was flying along the highway. at one point, i glanced down at my spedometer because i thought i was going about 110km - i was going about 140 and climbing so i slowed down. that freaked me out that i zoned out so much i didn't know how fast i was going. scary. and a stone wall hit my rear bumper. i still cringe everytime i look at it. what an idiot.

i went out for coffee (well, bubble tea, sans the bubbles for me) with one of my last remaining internet date guys. i really liked him. we got along really well over MSN - chatting and whatnot - but i'm not sure it translated in real time. i thought it went well and he said he had a good time (it was just tea and a walk through QE park - how very british!) but i'm somehow not convinced. i guess i'll know if he meant it if he phones me again. or at least gets in touch with me. sigh. i hate dating. :)

i get to phone and nag my favourite lawyer in waterloo tomorrow. he's so cute. he's also got chest pains and he's getting tested for a heart condition - at age 34! and, he went back to work to "finish off some stuff" before he went home. what a workaholic! if i was there, i would've taken care of him. i felt like saying that while he was on the phone with my boss (on speakerphone, of course). i actually had to cover my mouth at one point to stop myself from saying, "i'll take care of you!" oh well. wasn't meant to be - i'm not in waterloo, am i?