Science · vs. · Romance

On Sunday, my hike to Point Reyes last weekend left me sore in the neck, back, and shoulder area, but managed to keep my knees in tact. It looked like the compresses, arnica, advil, and the icings were working fine until today. I ran on the track as usual, with some mild aching in the knee area, but I seemed to maintain a decent pace. Around mile three, I leaped into the track stands to grab my water bottle and missed the plank by about a half an inch causing my body to flail over and hit the bench with my shin. I found a welt on my leg, but I kept on going due to my roommates relating of some 14 year-old girl persevering through some Crossfit Contest in Aromas. I applied ice on the battered leg when I got home. It still throbs and has a nice purple shade to it.

Bruises: 2
Liat: 0

At least my shoulders and back feel better?

I had to decide if he would lay there with me for the rest of the night and greet me with morning kisses while my sister made pancakes downstairs or go home while I lay comfortably in the bed I had borrowed. I had gotten used to the idea of sleeping alone and I didn't want to make our union more meaningful despite the fireworks, the hand-holding on the Suzuki, and the near-perfection of our first and only date.

So, off he went like a prowler in the night, cruising on a bike down the mountains. There would be no Facebook stalking as he had never owned a computer. There would probably be a small chance I would return to my sister's home later this summer and see him again, but I was doubtful. There was attachment, but more of the sinking kind, like a cool summer dip in the swimming pool where you know it has to end sometime.

Sober mind.

Thank you.

Kyle, Kofi, and I managed to hike at Point Reyes today, meaning I hit both the oceans and the mountains on my weekend journeys. As I was driving across the Golden Gate Bridge, listening to Joni Mitchell's "California" I decided that I dig living in Nor Cal*, even though I work in the city that has a giant turd statue. Even San Jose has its moments.

*This does not mean I am not seriously considering leaving California in a year

Something I hadn't intentionally sought was received the night of the 4th. Although the moment was ephemeral, I was grateful that it had occurred if not a little bit embarrassed that my sister was around the entire time. The family gossip network is a dangerous thing.

Tomorrow, I get to go on a hike with some friends. Long and hard, just the way I like it.

2. Falling into a swimming pool fully clothed in a rainstorm and getting accidentally locked out of the house at the age of 12.

3. Off-roaded up a canyon in a Suzuki with no windows or doors

4. Played Acoustic Guitar with Cher, while sitting in her lap

5. Owned a pet toad for three years that moved through three counties and vacationed in LA

6. Hiked Masada in a rainstorm with pajama pants

7. Spent the entire night on a commuter train in Wales
Added:

"what are the three most bizarre things that have happened to you through absolutely no action of your own"?

1. Getting bitten by a Golden Retriever
2. Seeing Arnold Schwarzenegger give a press conference right below the building I was working at in Lawrence Berkeley Labs which is situated on a slope.
3. Getting cursed at a Japanese Buddhist temple in Asakusa, Tokyo and almost missing the train home.

Your job: Post this meme or ask me about any of these things and I will write a story about them.

Saturday was a good day. Not in the sense that anything out of the ordinary happened, but I managed to enjoy the beautiful weather with a run down Stevens Creek Trail, eat delicious food, and get a body massage (ooooo..).

Sunday, I bought some things for organizing my room and art projects and had dinner and band practice with my buddy.

Today, I woke up and as I got into the shower, the creativity just bursted out of me. I came up with two ideas for songs, with lyrics and melodies. I worked on the existing melody of a song. I also came up with a blog idea/concept that would allow me to remain partially anonymous but still write cool atypical things.

I also maintained a vibrant, well-rested mood at work. I think exercise has a lot to do with this, which is a good reminder to keep things up and just take care of myself.

I have no idea what I should call this blog, but I am thinking of stealing the name Urban Archaelogy and going from there. I would also want it to be a team blog since I feel lazy sometimes and contributors would be good.

Edited:

I set up the address at urbanlore.blogspot.com

If you have article ideas or you wrote something, please let me know. Signup for blogspot and you can contribure.

I stay awake until 2 am and show up groggy to work the very next day.

Next week is hard, but it is truncated. I will probably visit my sister in Truckee. I will hopefully do some lazy river rafting. I will definitely try to read more books.

Always-Erasure
Spin Me Round Like a Record-Dead or Alive
Disco Inferno
Rhythm is a Dancer
and 99 Red Balloons

I also own it. Excuse me while I geek the heck out.

Who is with me?

I am strongly considering therapy. I stopped running for a while, and gradually my mood shifted from hum drum to what the hell is wrong with me.

I am not thinking about doing it because anyone slighted me or anything. I want to feel like less of a victim and more like a bringer of my own destiny. I also have some major control issues. It gets hard to convey my feelings to people, especially blogs and family members, without worrying them or getting multiple phone calls in response. I do feel like shit sometimes, and part of feeling better is coming clean about my lack of self-worth and then doing something about it. Friends are a good way of breaking the ice, but I like the idea of impartiality. I also like being productive, and I have been severely lagging in this department for quite some time (unless you count work).

However, I do now know that a cry for help to the right person will occasionally be answered with a visit from Mr. Scharffenberger. This can only do good.

They shrunk my nose because it was too Jewish.
Here's the link. Enjoy!
http://morph.cs.st-andrews.ac.uk/Transformer/

We'll miss you George.

smoofy

Liat #2

Vlad the Impaler, one who is known as Vlad The Impater
Hey I wonder what Vlad the Impaler's theme is today
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This is what the sky looked like.

Only a few more days until the hours of dusk go downhill again. I wish I could enjoy later dusks like this forever.