the words I hide are largely sentimental
I've gotten 2/3rds of a speech done on strip mining and can't bring myself to write the last paragraph, which is silly because I have most of the hard work left behind me. But tonight has been good, though; signorinalita, for example, was nice enough to stop by my house (with neverpan in-tow) and bring me a bag of tea. Ally, you're a wonderful person.
This weekend has been good, though, the shakiness and headaches from the concussion (I promise I will stop talking about it soon) are going down, and I actually made it out to my first social event (unless you count going to the grocery store a social event), my dorm friend, Joe's birthday party. It was nice to see him and everyone else, but surreal, since we've hung out pretty infrequently over the last two years, and it reminds me a lot of how we've all (my dorm friends and I) changed in the past two years (almost unbeknownst to each other).
It makes me think how much times have changed. A year and a week ago, you know what I was doing? Staying up with brokennotbeaten for long stretches while we finished off the first two seasons of Kids in the Hall and the stale beer and jello shots from his graduation party. I've had one beer since March (and if I recall), I didn't even finish that one. Changes, indeed.
PS Speaking of strip mining, inform yourself please.
An estimated 15-25% of the mountains in West Virginia are getting wiped off the map because of mountaintop removal, a wasteful form of strip mining that accounts for only 10% of the coal produced in the region, but has been responsible for the burial of 700 miles of healthy streams and the burning of 300,000 acres of forest.
That's just shitty.
This weekend has been good, though, the shakiness and headaches from the concussion (I promise I will stop talking about it soon) are going down, and I actually made it out to my first social event (unless you count going to the grocery store a social event), my dorm friend, Joe's birthday party. It was nice to see him and everyone else, but surreal, since we've hung out pretty infrequently over the last two years, and it reminds me a lot of how we've all (my dorm friends and I) changed in the past two years (almost unbeknownst to each other).
It makes me think how much times have changed. A year and a week ago, you know what I was doing? Staying up with brokennotbeaten for long stretches while we finished off the first two seasons of Kids in the Hall and the stale beer and jello shots from his graduation party. I've had one beer since March (and if I recall), I didn't even finish that one. Changes, indeed.
PS Speaking of strip mining, inform yourself please.
An estimated 15-25% of the mountains in West Virginia are getting wiped off the map because of mountaintop removal, a wasteful form of strip mining that accounts for only 10% of the coal produced in the region, but has been responsible for the burial of 700 miles of healthy streams and the burning of 300,000 acres of forest.
That's just shitty.