I want me some hashbrowns with ketchup on top

I am at USRowing convention and there is a wireless connection. This is my first time being very hip and cool and wireless. Or as Jake would say ... A DORK. I had about 34 beers last night and had 4 hours of sleep and all I want to do is eat some greasy food and sleep all day long, but I am at USRowing Convention and I have to write things and do math and be customer friendly. I am DYING. Okay, I really didn't have 34 beers, but I did eat at the Rainforest Cafe and there were multiple thunderstorms and shooting stars and apes hooohahing and all that. And, there was also an open bar at the vendor reception. And, everyone was asking me what I was going to do after I lost my job and then people were feigning sympathetic. It was all very lovely. So, I kept drinking the free wine and eating the cheese cubes. I still have not gotten my hashbrowns with ketchup on it and this coffee is so not what I need to be eating right now. This is a live play by play of what it is like at the USRowing convention. And I am thinking right now that the more I type USRowing the more it will be searchable on the internet and the more people will see that I write a blog at work. But, you see, it does not matter because I will be unemployed in a very short time. But then, drinking 34 beers at the vendor reception will not be so much fun or acceptable. That is all I will say for now, and I hope I did not disgrace my family or dog. (because I know that my dad does not like the blogs when I cuss or talk about beer).

Peace out homeslices.