I was surrounded by mania today without the slightest desire to join in. As a matter of fact the mania was what set off yet another bad mood (well that coupled with a complete lack of sleep, workaholism, and working from 9 in the morning until nearly midnight -- I love my life, I love my life, I love my life -- nope still not working!)
I mean, sure I might have had a smidgeon of fun as I got to be at the stadium early, photographing some behind the scenes action and then "stalking" the players entrance in the vain hope that some of the players would show up early (lucky for me, "my" boy did indeed make an early appearance -- also note that when "my" boy noticed I was filming him, his chest puffed ever so slightly and that sexy little grin was definitely present *sigh*.)
But working more than fourteen hours two days before leaving on a ten day trip of manic/depressive proportions is not my idea of fun.
Although I am intrigued to see the levels of craziness that the three of us will produce when in close quarters and a foreign city for that many days. May stupidity and hilarity ensue to wipe away all of our collective unhappiness!
So if you don't hear from me, don't be alarmed. I'm out searching for happiness....wish me luck!
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