Less Hair, More Banch
Got a call from Charles and courtfitz last Sunday (Happy Summer Solstice). Don't know why, but I got the feeling that something about Charles had changed. I knew exactly what it was: he cut his hair. Everybody's cutting their hair! Is this a sign that everyone I know is getting older and fessing up to harsh real world realities?
Charles has a great stash of photos from the "Happy" Valley days... I'll never forget the failed marker-board art project (failed because I never finished it), or minigolf, or building charles' coffee table. I really miss chuckles and fitz, they're good people and great friends. And I owe it all to MASS 2000.
It was a great culmination to a really awesome weekend. Nothing major happened, it was just wonderfully low-key. I got a sunburn down by town lake, I cleared out my computer and reinstalled everything from scratch, watched Big Fish, got some gym shorts and a book on CSS. I went running. RUNNING. I hate running, but I think I'm going to try to embrace it by easing into it. I am not ashamed by my 13 minute miles.
I'm learning so much this summer about my body (wink wink). What I mean is, I feel devoted full time to getting fit. This means I'm not using the gym as a justification to spend all night drinking beer. Instead I'm using the gym as a justification to eat right and make my workouts as productive as they can be. Coming soon: the Vegetarians Guide to a High Protein Diet.
I was feeling like crap for a long time, I think. I could have spent this entire summer sitting on my porch drinking beer and smoking cigarettes, getting drunk, eating pizza. I think it's time for something good to come out of this past year.
Coincidentally appropriate, Blame It On The Rain is playing on Club 977 right now.
Gotta blame it on something...
If I were to buy another scooter, I think I might buy an Aprilla Scarabeo 500. Someone on campus drives one, and it's a beauty.