When I did a warmup on the swim I realized the lake had some gross dirty film and apparently I was paranoid about this as I exited the swim. You know, didn’t want the pictures to show I had brown on my face. Instead it looks like I’m throwing up.
Also, Tassie has a facebook page. Marty made it for her because “I wanted to be able to tag her in pictures” I told him he could tag her without her having a page, but “I wanted people to be able to click on her name.” Okay, but it is pretty funny. I was on her page editing something and I got some warning about her information showing up on the internet and making sure I have the appropriate privacy settings. I thought, oh yeah! I totally need to adjust her privacy settings before realizing I must be insanely stupid because
a) Who would be googling ‘Tassie Gaal’
b) Why would it matter? (uh, for that job interview she has? Wouldn’t want questionable pictures showing up…)
We also had another fun master’s get together on Saturday night – dinner and clubbing. Marty and I only made it through the dinner but rumor has it that at the club there was a dance-off and the worm…
Sunday was a 50 mile ride in between the rain, then some lazing around. I finished the night with my sister performing minor surgery on my heel as I had a piece of glass embedded in it (ummm, ow) and then some Goodberry’s. YUM.