my dad took my mom to see Apocalypse Now on their first date.
it's a wonder they married considering my mother listens to gillian welch and watches movies like "the english patient".
"you see how they break both ways?"
and anyways...i'm back to running miles like it's my job. i ran four miles yesterday, i dunno roughly four 6 minute miles. and today colvin and i hit the trail to run about 3 miles (i didn't time)
I wonder just what fraction of my life i will be able to get away with punishing my body so badly, and have it so readily forgive me for my misdeeds...
i'm itching to get back to my dorm room. i wonder if i can maintain the focus and discipline i have been working on here at home, that will be my real test. if i can do that, everything else will fall into place. because as far as i have experienced, college is a piece of cake, my problem was i didn't do it (college, that is)
anyhow, that's about all i have to say about that (shameless forrest gump allusion)
this is the end, my only friend...the end