I've lost count of the days now, but the mat in the elevator tells me it is Tuesday.
Gruelling competition in Women's Olympics continues to wear me down. I remain in the bottom 25 percentile and I am concerned that my poor performance is dragging down the Canadian average.
Unfortunately, I am equally embarrassed by our shameful showing in the progressive trivia contest today. I blame it on the humidity, which is sucking the life out of my brain cells.
I hold out some hope for redemption with the shipbuilding contest. We have managed to collect various recyclables for our project. Clandestine meetings with other team members scheduled for later this week.
It's formal night, so we dressed to the nines. Caralyn, a co-worker, lent me a gorgeous chocolate brown cocktail dress to wear. Dean and I had a wonderful dinner with Gwen and Jim Holt of Vernon. Gwen has been following the blog.
We've discovered that there are plenty of folks from the Thompson Okanagan aboard and even a couple from Armstrong, though we haven't determined who they are yet.
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