This post earned its cheesesticks!
Nathan flew in from Oregon yesterday. It went like this:
The "you just earned your cheesesticks" thing was from Oregon, when I bought him, his brother, and his friend mozzarella sticks (and coffee) when we went out to eat for my last night there. They showed me a fantastic time, so I wanted to do that for them. Thereafter, every time someone said something funny, I yelled "YOU JUST EARNED YOUR CHEESESTICKS!" It became a running joke for the remainder of the night. We appreciate humor.
Anyway, Nathan is staying with a friend until he can move into his dorm on the 12th, so I might not see him until this weekend. I cannot understate his importance to my social well-being this semester. I really feel like I'm a much better person for having known him and for having the opportunity to see him on a regular basis. I love the way he deals with people. For example, he never excludes anyone from anything without a reason, and I admire that. Everyone loves him and he knows it, and the only people who claim to dislike him just seem to think they know him well when in fact they have missed the point. And even then, they wish they were on his good side, because his good side is great to be involved with. Additionally, he meets the "best friend" prerequisite for me, which is a rule that sort of formed itself when it turned out that all of the friends who I became really close with fit into this category: in all of these cases, there was something in particular that they saw in me, and simultaneously something that I saw in them, that led to a mutual decision of "we need to hang out more often." It was so with Everton, it was so with Jesse, it was so with Malorie, it was so with Nathan. I'm not sure what it was that he saw initially that made him keep telling me "come to my room" every day until I began to do it on my own, but I know there was something in particular. I think it had to be related to our similar sense of humor and sharp wit - some sort of shrewdness or sagacity that he could relate to in order to create a bond of understanding between us. I like that my close friends surprise me with things I never knew they were capable of, all the time. And I like to think sometimes I do the same for them.
On an arguably smaller note, the other bonus of his return is that he will cut my hair for free. And then I can shave. And I bought a new razor solely for these purposes. Check it out:
It's also known as the "Remington Precision" but that's irrelevant. I will post before/after pics as soon as the after part exists.
The cool thing about writing poetry is that it forces you to keep your eyes open to every detail around you. Anything keen observation I miss might have been an elegant divination, something fashionable into permanence through the most statuesque words I can conjure. So all of the daily mundane occurences that were once depressing nothings actually mean something to me now. I feel more fulfilled for it.
Potential pcoming events:
Friday, 8-12: Nathan moves back to campus. Plans made to picnic and go to Northampton with Malorie.
Tuedsay, 8-16: Aquabats concert with Malorie and Jay.
Wednesday, 8-17: Hill workout with Asif
Sunday, 8-21: 2005 WNEC Cross Country team meets for first time
Monday, 8-22: First XC practice, 90 minute run. Then, Yankees game with Dad and Sis.
Expect to hear about all of these upcoming events!
Yesterday's run: 12 miles, approximately 90 minutes. I got through 5 miles and nearly stopped because I just wasn't into it, but my legs felt very good and I felt obligated to keep it going until 8 miles. So I got there, and then decided I had to get this long run in while I had the chance. So I battled through 90 minutes and held a good pace, and got the long run in.
I'm going to listen to the end of the Yankees game and then get my laundry and then go for a late run.
The "you just earned your cheesesticks" thing was from Oregon, when I bought him, his brother, and his friend mozzarella sticks (and coffee) when we went out to eat for my last night there. They showed me a fantastic time, so I wanted to do that for them. Thereafter, every time someone said something funny, I yelled "YOU JUST EARNED YOUR CHEESESTICKS!" It became a running joke for the remainder of the night. We appreciate humor.
Anyway, Nathan is staying with a friend until he can move into his dorm on the 12th, so I might not see him until this weekend. I cannot understate his importance to my social well-being this semester. I really feel like I'm a much better person for having known him and for having the opportunity to see him on a regular basis. I love the way he deals with people. For example, he never excludes anyone from anything without a reason, and I admire that. Everyone loves him and he knows it, and the only people who claim to dislike him just seem to think they know him well when in fact they have missed the point. And even then, they wish they were on his good side, because his good side is great to be involved with. Additionally, he meets the "best friend" prerequisite for me, which is a rule that sort of formed itself when it turned out that all of the friends who I became really close with fit into this category: in all of these cases, there was something in particular that they saw in me, and simultaneously something that I saw in them, that led to a mutual decision of "we need to hang out more often." It was so with Everton, it was so with Jesse, it was so with Malorie, it was so with Nathan. I'm not sure what it was that he saw initially that made him keep telling me "come to my room" every day until I began to do it on my own, but I know there was something in particular. I think it had to be related to our similar sense of humor and sharp wit - some sort of shrewdness or sagacity that he could relate to in order to create a bond of understanding between us. I like that my close friends surprise me with things I never knew they were capable of, all the time. And I like to think sometimes I do the same for them.
On an arguably smaller note, the other bonus of his return is that he will cut my hair for free. And then I can shave. And I bought a new razor solely for these purposes. Check it out:
It's also known as the "Remington Precision" but that's irrelevant. I will post before/after pics as soon as the after part exists.
The cool thing about writing poetry is that it forces you to keep your eyes open to every detail around you. Anything keen observation I miss might have been an elegant divination, something fashionable into permanence through the most statuesque words I can conjure. So all of the daily mundane occurences that were once depressing nothings actually mean something to me now. I feel more fulfilled for it.
Potential pcoming events:
Friday, 8-12: Nathan moves back to campus. Plans made to picnic and go to Northampton with Malorie.
Tuedsay, 8-16: Aquabats concert with Malorie and Jay.
Wednesday, 8-17: Hill workout with Asif
Sunday, 8-21: 2005 WNEC Cross Country team meets for first time
Monday, 8-22: First XC practice, 90 minute run. Then, Yankees game with Dad and Sis.
Expect to hear about all of these upcoming events!
Yesterday's run: 12 miles, approximately 90 minutes. I got through 5 miles and nearly stopped because I just wasn't into it, but my legs felt very good and I felt obligated to keep it going until 8 miles. So I got there, and then decided I had to get this long run in while I had the chance. So I battled through 90 minutes and held a good pace, and got the long run in.
I'm going to listen to the end of the Yankees game and then get my laundry and then go for a late run.