Your due date has now two days since passed, and maybe 06-06-06 isn't the greatest day to be talking about it. Of course it's unreasonable to think that you would be born right on that day, but in the grand scheme of things, it's only a difference of hours, and none the less it's still a special day, and the oldest that you've ever been.

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This past weekend flew by. Edmonton kicked off in a big way with driving a truck full of kids and gear up to our Hotel in the West End. After settling in and a few team meetings later, we went to West Edmonton mall to eat dinner. Even looked around for a bit. As most of everyone had to race the next day, there was some swimming and then curfew. I polished the ring afterwards with a few of the kids that weren't racing. Can't say I really enjoyed it anymore than the first time, but the first time didn't I watch it with, yes, that's right your sister. Speaking of her. How is she doing? - Haven't you...? No It's been over 2 years. Friday was a gorgeous 28 in the sun all day. It is a crazy thought to think about the base that I've already had this year, and then to add on top a 10 hour day. I spent most of the day spinning yawns. To say there was some catching up to do with be a bit of an understatement. For the day: I would place most of my chips out for things having gone well. What are the odds that night though. I don't even like the Spaghetti Factory, and you would have thought after the hour wait we would have gone somewheres else. But. Maybe it was time for reality or whatever this is, to settle back in.

That night was much like the first. Exchange the Ring for E.T., and Sirsten for and empty spot. Sorry E.T. But you are a bit comedy. Saturday turned out to be just like friday, although with less talking, more suntanning, and even more good races. The school did really well, and finished 2nd overall. Second to Scona, who fair enough, represented with even more than our 42. After hanging out with Melanie Fyfe for most of the afternoon, we left back to the hotel after a marathon wait for the official standings and banner. Last year we had a final wind-down pizza party at Pizza hut, and this year the plan was to do the same or to have it at Boston Pizza. Maybe at 5pm the restaurants were packed out, and they really couldn't handle having 50 people come through, but it still does not make sense to me a restaurant turning down soo many paying customers. After that we walked across the street to an Italian restaurant. The guy said that he didn't want us either. I looked at him, and said "There is 50 paying people ready to come through your restauarant, and you are going to turn them down". He looked at me, and said "You not phone". Whether we phoned or not, his restaurant was empty, and actually wait, doesn't matter. The dinner was pretty average, and after a quick run around at West Ed. I was starting to feel the two days in the sun, lack of water, and couldn't be stuffed roaming any more. That is how it was supposed to look. Anyways. Making my way back to the Hotel with my truck full again, it took me a few minutes to catch myself, and to come down. Sorry Josh, I got soo excited I was wearing my speedo already. Sociables, swimming, Greg Plester, Cowboy boots, yawns, and nights, and then.. The Ring. Again. Ok. I'm not in on the excitement; it was pretty average the first night, so I don't see a need to pack out a room with 30 people and watch it again. Ricies. Actually crispies, and all over the floor. Sorry Sirsten, how was I to know your spot would be taken just like that. Just feeling so embarrassed, the time hits me, and it's 5am. A sleep and I'm awake again at 11, still half knacked, and not really sure if I'm up for the waterpark.

But. After a breif swim with the submarines, and a quick shock in the food court, I did go to the Waterpark. That reminds me. kent - 30$. If you minus the bunjee from last year, the waterpark was quite similar. Maybe I am getting old. I was on my way back to polish a nap in the truck, when Kent gives me a ring. We decide to enjoy another day of 25+ in the sun, and hit up Kelsey's patio. That's it then. Edmonton is done with. Load up one more time, and wait. Green Racer. Who said. Actually it will be good to have you along for the ride. Between Kent waxing a big ticket, and drafting off of Esther, we came in a respecteable second. Ricies.