Monday, December 19, 2011

A Hummingbird on RedBull

As you all might expect, knowing me, the arrival of winter break has hardly slowed down a thing for yours truly. "Downtime" isn't word—at least not yet...-_- Immediately following my flights from O'Hare to Charlotte (NC—don't ask) to Newport News (VA), my youngest brother Daniel, mom and I wake up early to drive for 11 hours to see two of my MK friends from Japan get married. Every soul I have ever said this to has expressed surprise in some way: I had never been to a wedding before December 17, 2011. Yeah, get over it.

So I spent one day in Kentucky to catch up with my childhood friend Kevin, now a married United States Marine.

7 am yesterday, we begin the drive back "home" to Williamsburg. I enjoyed every bit of the trip despite driving twice as long as we were actually there. :) So now I'm back in my room writing a blog post with the hour of free time I have before my next adventure, Washington DC! Another overnight, this time with my dad. I get to hang out with my classmate from Tokyo tonight too!
The title of this post is hardly accurate or even relevant. While I haven't stood/sat still for...a long, long time if you disregard the act of driving, I would never drink Redbull. Or coffee. yuck. I'm also under the weather and groggy as a result of it. So I suppose I'm a sick—but happy—hummingbird on Benedryl.

Love,
drewbear

2 comments:

  1. 80 MPG on the Highway!!! 80's Music Blaring!!!!AAAAAAAAAEEEEAAA!!! YEAH! 80 bottles of REDBULL crushed on the car's floor!!! YEEEEEHHHAWWWWW!!!! you the man.

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  2. Hahaha i love how you said MPG.. Miles per gallon? You'd be rich by now if you had a car like that buddy. :)
    But YES BRING IT OOOOONNNNN!!

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