Saturday, January 17, 2009

Stacy Vacation 2009: Day 1...Why the Frak Am I At Work?

Yeah, I used a "Battlestar Galactica" reference. That's how I roll homies.

My God, I sound like an idiotic moron. Or an moronic idiot. You decide.

(It is the best drama on television, by the way. Check, check it.)

There will be a total of nine days in my vacation, but I'm only being charged for four days because of the two weekend and Martin Luther King Jr.'s birthday.

Due to the fact that our morning show is in Memphis, I was required to come in today and run all the buttons, knobs and switches for our live broadcast for the Wedding Expo.

I get paid extra, so what the hell.

For the last couple of weeks I've been musing upon what to do during my vacation knowing full well I can't go far due to highly evil but extremely necessary Dialysis.

What I would really like to do is enjoy one of the nearby beaching communities. Bodega Bay doesn't feel like I'm really on vacation, so I was thinking about Santa Cruz. Mid-week when its not as crowded. Great coastal and inland hiking. The Coconut Grove at the Boardwalk has tons of classic video games (one of my vices) Great eating downtown.

I was going to book two days and two nights last week, but I've been in quite the frugal mood lately.

I spent my twenties acquiring debt and my thirties trying to pay it off.

Which is why I'm hesitant to book a trip.

But in the center of my core where only the truth survives, I know deep down I need to get the hell out of Dodge.

Home. Work. Dialysis. Home. Work. Dialysis. Home. Work...

It would drive me clinically insane if I wasn't so tired.

What I've discovered about myself is that when I try to workout or attend dinner with someone, I need a little push. Little jaunts away from my creature of habit lifestyle.

But those moments up until the entertainment begins, my body has an amazing ability to keep me bedridden.

Which puts a cramp in the vacation lifestyle.

The following is what I hope occurs before Stacy Vacation 2009 is over:
--- Enjoy the regenerative powers of a long swim in a heated pool.
--- Makeout with someone I just recently met.
--- Hike to the top of one of the local mountaintops and scream, "Fuck Dialysis!"
--- Play a little blackjack at the local Indian casino.
--- Devour an entire steak all by myself (sometimes I need help)
--- Go for a long bike ride knowing full well I can return whenever I want.
--- See some of the fated Oscar nominated films (I have a dozen movie passes, so cost won't factor in)
--- Did I mention making out with someone I recently met? Okay, just checking.

So to recap Day One of Stacy Vacation 2009:
--- I worked for three hours and finished up all the remaining work so I can actually go on vacation.
--- Was called into Dialysis early and felt much worse after than before.
--- Went for a stealth-like walk through the hills of Santa Rosa.
--- Devoured my first Jack-in-the-Box Chicken Fajita Pita (too much lettuce)
--- Finished the final seventy pages of "That Damn Dialysis" (review pending)
--- Dreamed about the neckish doctor that saw me at clinic today (I want to run away with her, but she's married to one of the other doctors)

Tomorrow is the AFC Championship starring the Pittsburgh Steelers. If they lose, tomorrow's post will be sad and depressing (just thought you deserved a heads up)

Thank you and good night.