In the dark I thought I heard somebody call

Let me tell you about my day.

I get a phone call from Kirk last night, at work, at 23:20 or so, saying basically "hey I am leaving town tomorrow morning so if you're not working we should hang out". I am scheduled until 6:30. I ask to leave early, and I get off at 2:00. I call him back and walk to the Bedlam, where he's currently located. We hang out and talk until around 5:00, at which point I leave and he presumably falls asleep (he had to wake up at 8:00 to hitch back to Kansas City). I catch the light rail + busses back to my apartment, where I shower and pass out. It's around six, I think? My computer was on and I couldn't sleep with the constant humming noise, so I queue up all my Sufjan Stevens music, because that disrupts the noise enough. Exactly 2 hours, 25 minutes later, I am woken up by the end of the Sufjan Stevens music: Sugarcult was the next band on my playlist. So now I am awake. I do the dishes and stuff, and then idle around on the internet until 11:00, at which point I head to the Bedlam again to volunteer. I get there a little past 12:00, and proceed to mop and shovel and construct for four hours. And then I head back to my apartment with a slight divergance to Target to finally get some sponges that don't suck and a toilet brush (and a crankable flashlight for emergencies while draining), for which I pay something like $1.35, because I totally forgot I received a Target gift card like, three years ago that I never used.

So now it's 17:20~ and I'm home and I am going to sleep until 20:00, at which point I am going to have to get up and head to work. Except I might not actually be due there until 22:00, which would mean I could sleep an extra hour. But... who knows. Evidently, I don't.

In conclusion: THIS DAY HAS BEEN HECTIC. I can't wait until all the snow melts so I can just wile away a weekend underground.

p.s., someone else should post, I am getting tired of THE XAX SHOW, STARRING XAX, WITH XAX. um.

So here's a summation:

• Entered graffiti-covered entrance. A few feet in, I turn on my flashlight and discover that there is a giant gaping hole in the floor a few feet ahead, which explains why there was no water coming out of this drain.
• I skirt around the edges of the hole. It's only a few feet deep, but it's got a fair amount of water rushing through it, and I would rather not get wet because it's below freezing out. So there's a decently broad ledge around it
• One of the things you don't notice from photographs of draining expiditions: your depth perception is totally messed up. There's not a lot of light and what with the lack of landmarks it's hard to tell just how far ahead you can see. So I see what looks like two pillars in the distance-- one flush with the right side of the tunnel, the other crooked and maybe leaning against the right pillar? But no, that's not it-- it's steps! The right 'pillar' was the steps themselves, the left pillar was the water rushing down the slope. So.
• After the steps I get out my non-sucky flashlight (i.e., not the pocked maglite) and continue on. The tunnel gets a little narrower and changes texture. Also, there is a offshoot tunnel. It's narrower and about as tall as I am in the very middle, and since I want to avoid walking in the water I have to stoop to do walk up the tunnel.
• This tunnel turns! and turns. it's significantly more crooked than the main tunnel. It eventually dead-ends in what looks like a rain chamber-- water keeps falling in big drops down to the chamber floor, at which point it runs out down the tunnel I was travelling up. I don't check it out in a lot of detail; I'm trying to avoid getting wet.
• So back down to the main tunnel! It is at this point I notice the bright orange distance markers on the walls. Evidently, the tunnel I just went down starts 660 ft. from the entrance.
• And so I keep walking down the main tunnel. At around 1575~ ft there's another offshoot tunnel-- this one is much wider, slightly taller, and it starts halfway up the main tunnel's wall, at about shoulder or neck height. As far as I can tell, it looks like the water there flows down a steep step. I decide not to try and scramble up there, because water is sheeting down onto the floor and (say it with me this time) I don't want to get wet. After this offshoot, the water in the main tunnel becomes deep enough to cover the entire floor. I decide to turn back, because I'm alone and using two flashlights with who-knows how old batteries, and I don't want to get wet.

So I guess I'll try again in the spring once all the snow has melted and it's warmer and dry! But this was totally awesome! But more interesting than the first expedition.

I just imbided something like 3600% of my DV for Vitamin C. Beat that!

See, um, the market at the Midtown Market sells these fancy fruit drinks (they're really good, and they're fairly cheap-- $4 for a litre) and one of them is this C-BOOST drink that contains 4800% DV Vitamin C per bottle. And I just drank 3/4ths of a bottle.

I fully expect to start manifesting Vitamin C overdose symtoms now. I think one of them is your blood rusting.

My hair is all salt-and-pepper (I never quite know how to punctuate phrases like that. I have the same issue with "ne'er d'wells") around the temples. Seriously. I mean, I have grey hairs all around my hair, but they're not concentrated enough to be noticable. Except around my temples! Boy howdy, if I didn't have this terrible haircut I might even look dignified!

Sometimes I feel like I should be worried by the fact that I got my first grey hair when I was around 13, but most of the time I am just like I ALWAYS WANTED SILVER ANIME HAIR :D :D.

As I said on LJ, I FEEL ACCOMPLISHED.

I think next up would be map interaction-- I want to be able to mess around with maps without having to put them together in a text file beforehand. But really, who knows.