Monday, April 16, 2007

The Drinker Formally Known as Leanne

It's week two of the curious smell in my office. I was convinced it was the miscellaneous soup I found & horrified myself with but it's still not gone. Considering the age of the building I work in, I really hope something didn't crawl into the walls & die.

I also direly wish I could sleep. I think I'm on night four of waking at up at an absurd hour. If I'm not going to bed at 330am, I'm waking up at that hour. Let's just say my most productive thing today is blinking.

This past weekend saw me haul my ass up to Penticton for (drum roll please......... )

FEST OF ALE.


Yes yes.. a convention centre filled with beer from all over the region (BC/Alta).... "so good so good so good" as Neil Diamond would say. Don't know which was my favourite. As the end was nearing it just became a varietal blur of barley hops & alcohol which essentially just became a precursor to jagr bombs and other sordid shots. After the fest we hit the town hard (no, I didn't fall.. I've turned a new balanced leaf) After filling up on pasta factory, we got our shooters on at the Talking Parrot only to see us stumble on down to the Mule.

Am happy to report that I no longer need to introduce myself as Leanne but rather Leanimal will suffice. Every person I met would reply with "Oh.... you're Leanimal" including Dark Bunny's mother, Mich's daughter (well, that's another anecdote**) and pretty much any other person I'd happen upon. I do however, feel like I did not live up to the full Leanimal potential and was rather well behaved aside from all the beer & shooters.... Surprisingly enough, I was not hung over yesterday. Perhaps I'm still drunk or perhaps I have to actually have a solid nights sleep before I feel any pain and I'm just prolonging the experience.



** Michelle's daughter is only at most 2 and is just learning to talk. Kids have a hard enough time saying my name as 2 vowels together is difficult to pronounce. My name comes out more like Laan. Anyways, Michelle went around the table asking "Can you say Tracey?" ... Tracey "Can you say Karen?" Karen....

"Can you say Leanimal?" .... Laan-mamal..... OMG. So adorable. I just wanted to squeeze her.

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