Instead of bladder busting coffee, I had a 5 hour energy drink which woke me up without the increased urinary output.
I retook my first exam and got home just in time to change and go to work. I started out in the patio section, but phased back to a section that got to finish earlier because I have a class meeting tomorrow at 8.
I made it home by 11:30, and was asleep by midnight.
I stopped at Starbucks on my way to school and got a 30 ounce iced coffee with no ice, every twenty minutes or so I had to pee. After an hour of class, they said a water main had broken a few blocks away and they were evacuating the campus because there was no running water.
I got home at 9, and called work to see if I could come in and pick up a shift. I started at 11, and was home by 3:30 where I spent the rest of the afternoon studying.
After dinner, Rebecca went to Best Buy where I made an appointment to repair my Surface which will now not turn on. We went home and I was asleep by 9:30
My moped didn’t start this morning even though I had it covered by a tarp during the rain last night. Rebecca drove me to class and I took the bus home.
Once I got home, I changed and went to return the moped to the shop, only now it started fine. I drove around for about 30 minutes to get fuel going through it and then I studied until Rebecca got home around 8. I went to bed around 9:30
The moped started this morning, which was a relief. I got to class early and waited. We got our exams back. I passed, but not with the 75% needed to actually pass. I can retake the exam on Friday.
I am not allowed to discuss what happens in the class on the Internet, so my posts may be brief for the next few months.
I got home at 10, went to the bank and then right back home to go over my test and figure out why I missed the questions I missed. I read two chapters and went over my notes to give myself the edge.
Rebecca came home at 4:30 and we headed to Best Buy to have my Microsoft Surface looked at. The power button stopped working recently and I can’t turn it on. There was a thunder storm right as we left. Small rivers began flowing down the street as we sat in traffic for 30 minutes managing to go 6 blocks. We turned off the road and went to Safeway instead. We got a few groceries and then went home where I kept reading. I was in bed by 8:30 and asleep by 10.
I woke up at 5:30 and got ready for school. All my life, the first day of school meant waking up early with cold, crisp air. Not today. It was already hot and muggy. Rebecca dropped me off at 6:30 because my moped still won’t start. I promptly went to the restroom where 25 days of fruit mixed with anxiety to create something awful.
Class started at 7:30. There are 18 of us. We took a 200 question quiz and were dismissed once we had finished. I finished and then went back through and changed a bunch of answers. As I walked to the bus stop, I reviewed the book and realized I had missed a bunch of questions I knew, and over thought others.
I got home at 10, changed clothes and then walked my moped to the shop to get fixed. I walked home and re-read a few chapters and studied until 5 when Rebecca came home. At 6, they called and told me to pick up my moped. I walked over there and was told I had water in my gas tank. As I looked at my moped, I saw a wire tube sticking out of the side. When I asked about it, the lady said it was nothing. “It’s not nothing, it has never hung down like that before” was my annoyed reply. A quick yell in some other language brought a mechanic up who said it was the hose to the carburetor. He attached the hose and went back to work. They charged me $87 for a half completed job.
I went home, wrapped the moped in a tarp and relaxed for the rest of the night.
I woke up at 7:30 and got ready for my shift. It started raining around 11 last night and it hadn’t stopped. At 8:15 I was outside in the rain trying in vain to start my moped. After 20 minutes I had killed the battery. I ran inside to call work an let them know what was going on and that I was going to take the bus. I missed the next bus by seconds. I arrived to work 15 minutes late and soaking wet.
There were two of us scheduled to open the restaurant at 9. The other guy forgot he was working and finally showed up at 11 after the manager called.
I left around 5:30 and took the bus home with water still sloshing around in my boots.
I made dinner and then went to the store for breakfast foods I could make and eat quickly. At 8:30 my restaurant called. I didn’t get to the phone quick enough to answer so I waited for the voicemail. The manager was asking me to come in and bartend because both of the bartenders were gone. I didn’t know what happened, but later found out that they both cut their hands open on broken glass at separate times and they both had to get stitches.
I have my first day of class at 7:30, and didn’t want to be working until past midnight. I didn’t call back and went to bed around 9:30.
I was at church by 10 because I signed up to help with security. I met the guy in charge and he gave me a headset and told me to watch the kids area to make sure no one picked up a kid who wasn’t supposed to. I spent the service pacing back and forth around the kids building trying to look professional.
After church, we had a quick lunch and then off to the mall to get shirts that don’t make me look like a young homeless Santa Claus.
We got home and I had Rebecca help me shave my head and then we say in front of the fan for the rest of the night. In hindsight, we should have hung out in the air conditioned mall a lot longer.
I was scheduled to work behind the bar from 11-5, but one of the night bartenders had something happen so they asked me to double. I had a 4 minute break where I inhaled a burger patty and some broccoli to the amazement of everyone watching.
When the 6 o’clock bartender showed up, she was wearing white socks so the manager sent her to buy some black socks before she was allowed to start.
It was 118 behind the bar where the smoothie machine exhaust vent blows right in to the person making the drinks. We have an 8 inch fan, but it doesn’t do much.
I finished around 11 and went home to shower. When I got home I noticed I had a heat rash going up both arms and all over my chest, neck and back. There was absolutely no wind today and 100% humidity.
I went to bed at 11:30 but kept waking up to flip the pillow over because it was soaked with sweat.
I slept until 10 and then Rebecca and I drove to the windward side of the island. She dropped me off at the beach and went to meet up with her friend for a painting class. I spent the next 5 hours in hammock taking naps and listening to the Seahawks game.
Rebecca came and picked me up and we went to target and then home. I had absolutely zero energy. I made sure I ate enough, but I was zombie-like all day. I ended up going to bed at 10
I was at work right before my shift at noon. I picked up a night shift which started about a half hour before my morning shift ended. I had 4 minutes to eat my tuna and jalapeño “salad” and went right back to the bar.
I was pouring drinks during the night shift, and I got worked. I was completely overwhelmed by the amount of tickets that kept printing out. I was too proud to ask the other bartender to jump in for me.
After the first hour my back started to hurt. When I had a moment I bent over to stretch the muscles and I came up too fast and nearly passed out. I had to hold on to the counter to keep from falling over. It was over 100 degrees where I was standing. I realized later that I had only consumed around 800 calories all day, which is not nearly enough for a man of my size to sustain for a 13 hour shift. I had been drinking a ton of water, which I found out was doing more harm than good because I was flushing out electrolytes.
We left just after 1:30 and I went straight to bed. I was worried I might pass out on the ride home because I was dizzy. I made it home safely and slept like a tranquelized baby seal.
moving to Hawaii 