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I haven't kept up with dancing in a while so I decided that I would start going to practices more. Working in the lab and going to classes that all deal with computers means that I dont really do too much physical activity. So I get it into my head to walk after I no one I know is free to give me a ride ( on a side note is it normal for a 22 year old man to now have a license ? ) I decide to walk there. Now I have walked to this practice spot before. Its in an art studio. The Worcester Artists Group is kind enough to allow us to dance there for free on Tuesdays, and its about 2 miles from where I live. I know how to get there, but since it snowed I would be walking in the street a lot near really busy intersections and highway off ramps. So I decide to try out a short cut. This shortcut ended up having me go around where I needed to be in a huge circle. I think I prolly walked like 5 miles instead of the 2 I had planned. On top of it there was a point where I was pretty sure I was walking onto a highway. Turned out I wasn't but since no one shovels snow on back streets and roads I had to trudge through deep snow and all types of other shit. After I time I got to where I needed to be totally tired and sweaty. That being said it was a good practice. Im still sore. My neck is really sore so is my back. I don't know about you but that soreness makes you feel really alive. Shit is gonna start poppin off I can tell. I'm pretty sure Winter Wars is happening soon and I am going to try hard to get a steady practice at WPI with Calvin spinning when he gets the chance to.
The Lab continues to grind away at all of us. I think I will see daylight soon though. My classes will prolly be more of a hassle than last semester but in a different way. Its odd that I would write that here. Anyone who knows me would prolly know that. Just an everyday struggle. But I still want to live and I don't hear death knocking at my front door. I hear my landlord knocking asking for rent which his punk ass ain't getting until he fixes the leaks in our ceiling. It also doesn't help that he hung up on me when I called him. Man today is just a lazy day. I slept in late went to the lab fixed some shit then went home and just felt dead. Cal is sleeping in his room now. It's like the whole world wants to curl up and relax. I can deal with that. But no I have code to look at. Mothers don't let your sons grow up to be computer programmers or crackheads. I can't really say which one is worse. Well I never sucked a dick for code so I guess crack is the greater evil. Now that I have offended all those who have family members that have battled crack addiciton I'm out.
Peace
The Lab continues to grind away at all of us. I think I will see daylight soon though. My classes will prolly be more of a hassle than last semester but in a different way. Its odd that I would write that here. Anyone who knows me would prolly know that. Just an everyday struggle. But I still want to live and I don't hear death knocking at my front door. I hear my landlord knocking asking for rent which his punk ass ain't getting until he fixes the leaks in our ceiling. It also doesn't help that he hung up on me when I called him. Man today is just a lazy day. I slept in late went to the lab fixed some shit then went home and just felt dead. Cal is sleeping in his room now. It's like the whole world wants to curl up and relax. I can deal with that. But no I have code to look at. Mothers don't let your sons grow up to be computer programmers or crackheads. I can't really say which one is worse. Well I never sucked a dick for code so I guess crack is the greater evil. Now that I have offended all those who have family members that have battled crack addiciton I'm out.
Peace