Rambling On
Nothing too exciting has been happening lately. Or maybe by now I'm so used to the Berkeley lifestyle that the extraordinary has ceased to amaze me. Okay, maybe it's now that bad, but I'm pretty sure if I went back to Cupertino now I'd be pretty bored.
I've been doing a bit of exploring lately. Yesterday I decided to go running in the hills behind the stadium. It took me awhile to find a trail that didn't end 30 feet in at some druggie's trashed camp, but I finally found one that seemed to go on and on. After awhile it kept getting narrower and steeper until I was on my hands and knees going up a "trail" half a foot wide. I guess a sane person would've turned back, but I just thought, this is clearly man-made, so it has to go somewhere. No one makes a trail to nowhere unless they're high.
Eventually I burst out onto an actual respectable looking trail, startling some old ladies on a leisurely morning stroll. I kept running for a bit and eventually found the Fire Trail of Berkeley.
Either I'm really out of shape, or Berkeley's fire trail beats Cupertino's fire trail five times over into a bloody pulp. I was so tired by the time I got to the trailhead, that I only made it up the hill and down the trail for about five more minutes before I decided to turn back.
=/ Running by myself is kind of unmotivating. But everyone I meet is either too pro for me, injured, or not interested.
Oh well.
On another random note, I saw a squirrel the other day. I found that when I walked toward it, it didn't run away - it just kept staring at me. And then when I starting walking away, the squirrel followed me. Meanwhile some old guy walked past muttering, "Someone's been feeding the squirrels..."
Also, yesterday was depressing. The QB needs to learn how to throw. At least Cal Band made a good showing.
Yeah, I don't feel like typing much. Too much typing after that five page technical report for Engineering 10. Who knew engineers had to write so much?
I've been doing a bit of exploring lately. Yesterday I decided to go running in the hills behind the stadium. It took me awhile to find a trail that didn't end 30 feet in at some druggie's trashed camp, but I finally found one that seemed to go on and on. After awhile it kept getting narrower and steeper until I was on my hands and knees going up a "trail" half a foot wide. I guess a sane person would've turned back, but I just thought, this is clearly man-made, so it has to go somewhere. No one makes a trail to nowhere unless they're high.
Eventually I burst out onto an actual respectable looking trail, startling some old ladies on a leisurely morning stroll. I kept running for a bit and eventually found the Fire Trail of Berkeley.
Either I'm really out of shape, or Berkeley's fire trail beats Cupertino's fire trail five times over into a bloody pulp. I was so tired by the time I got to the trailhead, that I only made it up the hill and down the trail for about five more minutes before I decided to turn back.
=/ Running by myself is kind of unmotivating. But everyone I meet is either too pro for me, injured, or not interested.
Oh well.
On another random note, I saw a squirrel the other day. I found that when I walked toward it, it didn't run away - it just kept staring at me. And then when I starting walking away, the squirrel followed me. Meanwhile some old guy walked past muttering, "Someone's been feeding the squirrels..."
Also, yesterday was depressing. The QB needs to learn how to throw. At least Cal Band made a good showing.
Yeah, I don't feel like typing much. Too much typing after that five page technical report for Engineering 10. Who knew engineers had to write so much?