oh, here's a funny one.
so if you all thought i was retarded before, you need not read the following testimony if you attempt to think otherwise:
yesterday (2-5-05)
approximately two o'clock
i decided it's a nice day, im going for a jog. i haven't done so in over a year, but i figure hey, gotta start sometime.
now, where im at is on the edge of nowhere. you go one way, you get civilized life. you go the other way, you get wierd people and farm country. kind of like how in the wonderful wizard of oz (book, not movie) you have the land of oz and a desert surrounding it. you stay in the land, you live. you go to the desert, you DIE.
now all of you who read this know me fairly well, so you've already guessed which way i chose to run.
i ran straight about a half mile up to livernois and turned right, and kept going to the first street and made another right. i kept going about another quarter mile and ended up in the woods behind the college. consequently winding up on the opposite side of the river from where i needed to be to get back. so im jogging and jogging doo da doo da doo minding my OWN business looking for a bridge (which i was informed later there really ISN'T one) and by now im getting a little too far from where i need to be so i figure, hey, i can still navigate to the campus from here, i'll just wade through it, it doesn't look that deep... right?
...wrong...
i put one foot in the 25 degree unsanatized river water and it barely covered my shoe. i put my other foot NO MORE than 6 inches away from that first foot and... KERPLUNK! all of the sudden, im in up to my neck being pulled by the current down the river. so, shit. there's some random guy and his dog on the bank im comming up to and he's like "ummm, are you okay??" as im bobbing up and down in the middle of winter in a river. yeah, im fine. asshole. i finally catch my footing no more than a minute later and pull myself to the other side. so here i am, february 5th, tee shirt and pants, soaking wet in the middle of the woods.
a massive obscenity cloud arose from the depths of my soul beginning from that initial shock of cold overcomming my breathing capabilities and lasted aaaalll the way back to my dorm, where my roommate was kind enough to turn the shower on for me and not complain as i puked up the extensive amound of dirty river water i swallowed.
i hope you are greatly amused.
yesterday (2-5-05)
approximately two o'clock
i decided it's a nice day, im going for a jog. i haven't done so in over a year, but i figure hey, gotta start sometime.
now, where im at is on the edge of nowhere. you go one way, you get civilized life. you go the other way, you get wierd people and farm country. kind of like how in the wonderful wizard of oz (book, not movie) you have the land of oz and a desert surrounding it. you stay in the land, you live. you go to the desert, you DIE.
now all of you who read this know me fairly well, so you've already guessed which way i chose to run.
i ran straight about a half mile up to livernois and turned right, and kept going to the first street and made another right. i kept going about another quarter mile and ended up in the woods behind the college. consequently winding up on the opposite side of the river from where i needed to be to get back. so im jogging and jogging doo da doo da doo minding my OWN business looking for a bridge (which i was informed later there really ISN'T one) and by now im getting a little too far from where i need to be so i figure, hey, i can still navigate to the campus from here, i'll just wade through it, it doesn't look that deep... right?
...wrong...
i put one foot in the 25 degree unsanatized river water and it barely covered my shoe. i put my other foot NO MORE than 6 inches away from that first foot and... KERPLUNK! all of the sudden, im in up to my neck being pulled by the current down the river. so, shit. there's some random guy and his dog on the bank im comming up to and he's like "ummm, are you okay??" as im bobbing up and down in the middle of winter in a river. yeah, im fine. asshole. i finally catch my footing no more than a minute later and pull myself to the other side. so here i am, february 5th, tee shirt and pants, soaking wet in the middle of the woods.
a massive obscenity cloud arose from the depths of my soul beginning from that initial shock of cold overcomming my breathing capabilities and lasted aaaalll the way back to my dorm, where my roommate was kind enough to turn the shower on for me and not complain as i puked up the extensive amound of dirty river water i swallowed.
i hope you are greatly amused.