Inception… BOOOOOM!!!!

It’s been a while since I posted. I sat down once and couldn’t think of anything but that’s over, I have some material.

To start off, Inception… This will contain a spoiler so stop reading if you haven’t seen it and want to see it. I’ve been hearing for days that it’s awesome and a must-see movie. I saw it last night and I must say it lived up to all of the hype, if not exceeded. The plot, dreams, creation, etc. was all just really interesting and thought provoking. The way the whole story with him and his wife slowly developed throughout the movie and then kind of hit the pinnacle a little bit before the end I thought was really good. I also thought they were going to have a love story with Ellen Page and Leo’s right hand man… 500 days of summer guy, when they kissed in the 2nd dream but they didn’t which I also liked. Again I liked the whole side plot with the guy and his father dying and all that. I thought it was really good because he heard in real life, “disappointed” and then it completely changed when he heard it in the dream, but that was only because he was in the dream, the dad, I’m assuming, was disappointed in him in real life, but the whole idea of the dream world totally allowed that him to get over that. I gained more and more understanding of how the dreams work, with the kick, and the timescales, and all that stuff as the movie went on. So initially I was just really confused but I started getting the hang of it. And then the ending… total cliff hanger, left everyone thinking… well what the hell actually happened. In my opinion, I think he was still dreaming, stuck in limbo. I think in the 4th dream he confronted his wife and got over the guilt and moved on and was at peace with himself. He was ready to move on, see his kids, live life. The reason I think he was dreaming is because, well obviously when he goes back to his house and spins his totem, he looks at it, and then he sees his kids and I think he made the conscious decision of “I don’t care if I’m in limbo or not, I’m finally over Mal and I just want to be with my kids”. He decided he wanted to see his kids instead of waiting the 10 seconds to see if he was dreaming or not and that’s why I think he was. He could have just as easily not been dreaming though but in my opinion, I think it was more about him getting over the guilt of his wife as opposed to being in the dream or not. All in all, between a 9.5 and a 10 for this movie. It was long which I do like because if the movies actually good, you don’t want it to end, which is what happened for me and this movie. All the actors did a really good job playing their parts, the plot and sub plots were all very well drawn out, and the ending was a total nuke.

The whole movie just made me think in general, like questioning reality. I always thought, what if there’s a parallel universe and whenever I’m not Sam Stortz, I’m some other person in some other universe that has no idea about each other. So I wake up and think of all the things going on in my life, but I’m constantly switching between myself and my other self. I wouldn’t have any recollection of the other memories or ideas or anything else that the other person has. It’s also kind of like the Matrix, what if we’re all brains pretty much being stimulated to feel things by some higher authority using us for energy. It goes with Inception too, in limbo, how do you know when you’ve actually woken up or not. I guess it all comes down to the idea of perception = reality and how literal you can actually take that. If we are all brains, and none of this is ACTUALLY happening, well I still consider this reality because everything that’s happening, I consider my life. If it’s all fantasy and none of these things actually exist, well then at the end I’ll say that was a waste of time but for right now, it’s real because I believe it is.

Well, that’s that. Besides that, not to much has been going on. I’ve only really noticed one major change in this past week, sweat. I’ve been sweating a ridiculous amount for the past couple weeks or week or whatever. I wring out my socks at the end of every run and sweat literally pours out of them. My feet are pretty much in puddles every step, I can hear the squishing and all with each hit on the ground. I wore a sock around my hand to keep my ipod dry but after 6 miles the sock was practically dumped in a pool. The ipod didn’t break thank god but still. It’s just crazy and annoying how much sweat I can give out in one single run. I don’t really think there’s a solution for this besides dehydration which isn’t an option. I know the Stortz’s have sweaty genes but it’s getting out of control.

Under-rated Over-rated

Celebrity females that are over-rated and under-rated, this is mostly based on looks but talent etc. will be taken into account.

Underrated.

Reese Witherspoon

Legally Blonde wasn’t a great movie but I literally find it entertaining every time I see it. I get the impression that this girl isn’t generally included in the ‘really hot actresses’ crew but I think she should be. She can literally pull of any look, blond, brunette, short hair, bangs, etc. and still be a 10 out of 10. I actually really liked her in Walk the Line also, she’s actually a good actress and I think she’s really hot too.

Isla Fisher

Isla Fisher pretty much got famous by being a completely psycho bitch that scared the shit Vince Vaughn in Wedding Crashers. I think how good she looked in that movie was overlooked by how crazy she acted. I also watched Definitely Maybe with her in it and she was still really hot in that too. She has kind of a spunky fun aura to her I think. She doesn’t strike me really as a girly girl which is a big plus. She flies under the radar though and I’m not to sure why. A really good smile in my opinion, she may not be packing much in terms of her body but small and slender never hurts. Also probably the best looking red head I’ve ever seen so that has to count for something.

Katy Perry

Is her face the most flattering thing in the world? Not quite but it’s still above average. Are her boobs way bigger than anyone realized? Pretty much. Katy Perry is a little out there in my opinion, she has some weird fashion choices and sings some strange music, although I do like her music though compared to other popular things on the radio today. Waking Up in Vegas and Hot n’ Cold are my two favorites and if I heard them on the radio, I actually wouldn’t change them. She’s like the farmers daughter. I don’t think she gets enough credit for how hot she really is. People only know her music and probably her face, but not her chest.

Overrated.

Angelina Jolie

I just never got the huge appeal in her. She has huge lips and huge boobs but still she just doesn’t do it for me. She generally has a bad ass attitude and personally I think she would kick my ass. I actually do like her as an actress but I don’t like when movies try to make her this extremely hot chick who’s only in the movie to look at. Something in her face just kind of turns me off to her. She has a big forehead and I think she’s just a little to manly for me.

Miley Cyrus

I’m sure everyone probably saw this coming but seriously, Miley Cyrus is pretty much a hot girl in your highschool class and somehow got blown up to be one of the hottest girls in the country. She’s 17 years old right now and when she came on the national scene she still a bit to young. She’s been around for a bit now and everyone says that she’s grown up and smokin’ hot. This picture shows the Jensen effect, her lips goes way above her teeth to expose a good amount of gum which really grosses me out. She’s a product of her one hit wonder stoner dad. This girl was going to be famous no matter how she looked. People really want her to be good looking but shes nothing out of this world. Is she cute? Yeah, but she has no body and is in no way in the top 25% of girls in Holly Wood.

Set-back

I had a minor setback just in general. My laptop got a virus and it wasn’t pretty. Anything I tried to open, a notice would come up and say that it was infected and that I should run this anti-virus thing. Well I knew that I never had the anti-virus thing that it was saying so I had a virus telling me that I had viruses and that I should the virus’ anti-virus program to get rid of all the other viruses. The thing would scan my computer and then tell me I had like 1500 infections and that if I wanted to fix them, I had to purchase the newer software. I tried system restore but the virus wouldn’t even let me open that up because something like “rundl32 is infected”, so anything in file 32 or whatever that is (pretty sure that’s like the really important file with all the system config stuff and like… what keeps the computer going) I couldn’t open. So what I did was pretty much use the virus against itself. Every 30 seconds or so a notification would come up saying something was infected… I just let these things build up until there was probably about 1000 or so and then at that point I could open up system restore because I virus was so slowed down with all the shit it was trying to do that I had time to set up system restore and wa-la, I’m back baby. I don’t know what caused this little fucker but it was annoying. Everyone is going to point the finger at porn but I’m telling you that wasn’t it. I moved files from limewire to my external hard drive and that could have been it but I tried using the external hard drive today and it works fine so I really don’t know what happened.

Another technical problem I had was my IPod. The thing broke due to water damage I guess so I called up Apple and thank the effing lord I was under warranty. I sent it in and 2 days later I had my ipod which is definitely not my ipod. It’s blue and the same size as mine was but mine was so nicked up and all that and this new one is like fresh from the store. I’m actually really pleased with it and can’t wait to start using it again. It’s crazy how big of an impact something so small can have on your life but I definitely noticed a difference when I didn’t have my ipod.

Anyway, after those minor delays, where to begin. Well I said I was going to take it easy on the drinking but 4 nights in a row I drank which is not good, I guess it’s not bad either but still. I said I wasn’t going to drink on Friday but Jared talked me into hanging out next door with Haley and them in the pool. It was so conveniently close to my house that I couldn’t decline. We hung out there and pretty much nothing happened, there were only 4 people drinking total so after about an hour or so we just went back to my house and I went to bed. I didn’t plan on drinking last night either but Ben called me saying that he was having people over so I figured ahh what the heck. We got started a little late, 10ish, but it was still fun. Pretty much the normal crew I guess was there. Jared brought two girls from Horsham that were cool and something different from Jenn and whoever else. Everyone went outside to smoke and I opted to sit downstairs with a sober Kurt and talk about/play guitar. He’s really good and I want to be really good so we just talked about it for a while. Alex drove me home and I cooked myself some pancakes and ate a half pound of turkey. Life is good.

The only thing bad about life right now is my physical being. I’m running really well and I don’t think drinking is effecting me at all with anything but there’s something else. Every morning when I wake up I feel like my body is broken.  My legs make cracking noises on the first 10 steps. My left ankle always hurts when I walk on it initially. There’s just so many little things that feel wrong. Today was different though. Something happened that had me really concerned. I woke up after a solid 10 and a half hours of sleeping and went through the usual problems. I didn’t really think anything of it but when I started going down the stairs I hear this brutal pop in my right achilles. All 15 steps on the way down the stairs I felt it pop and it’s certainly not a good sign. Every time I go up the stairs now too a spot right behind the right side of my right knee makes a really uncomfortable clicking. I’m waiting for the day where all of these little problems just explode and I can’t run for the rest of my life. I don’t know what to do because I don’t feel anything when I run but I think I should try to do something. Maybe I’ll just chomp on some Ibuprofen for the next week or so and hopefully that fixes everything, it usually does.

I have an idea for my next post and I may just do it right now, it’s something different and I know I haven’t been posting that much so it would be a nice change of pace. Enjoy the rest of the weekend all.

Concert/Phils

The Pepper/311/Offspring concert was Tuesday night and it was a great time. I was worried with having the race the next day but it didn’t stop me from having fun. Alex, Ben, and I went to Jake’s house in media to pregame and then head to the show. We started drinking pretty hard at Jakes so I was pretty buzzed before I knew it. We tailgated a tiny bit in this small parking lot but not for too long. We went into the concert, it was probably 85 and humid so my shirt, along with a ton of other people. I remember walking in and getting patted down, right after they let me in I looked to this guy I didn’t know and said, “I can’t believe I made it past that…” in a serious/kind of joking voice, he answered with a small laugh, and then was like, “wait are you serious?” so it was a good start to the concert. We all walked up to the center/almost in the front and started talking to people and whatnot. Pepper came on and apparently not very many people know Pepper. I know them a little bit and I like what I have from them but people weren’t getting that into it. The Offspring came on and right off the bat they played You’re Gonna Go Far Kid. That’s my favorite Offpsring song along with Jake’s too so we started going nuts. All in the all, the next hour or so was just the mosh pit. It was about 10 feet by 20 feet and you would just run as fast as you could in bump into people really hard, and then either fall over or get pushed to the outside violently. I’m 5’8, 140 so I wasn’t really cut out for that I don’t think. I was getting tossed around all over the place. I fell over probably 5 times but if anyone fell over in the pit they immediately picked them up, it was like a kind of an unwritten rule that everyone followed just so no one got really injured I guess. By the time 311 came on I was so tired and so worn out that I just kind of stood there away from the hardcore stuff t0 just kind of sway back and forth. We got out of there at about 10 so it was a good 3 hours in the place. It was my first real concert experience and it was a really good time. I’d definitely want to go to another one sometime soon.

Anyway, I woke up the next morning feeling like a train had hit me. It was brutal. My arms were really sore, I had a stiff neck, and my ankle was hurtin’ too. I went to work and just wasn’t feeling so hot. It wasn’t a hangover, because I made sure I drank way to much water the night before, but I was just physically exhausted. I went to work and was just kind of getting by. I had an eye appointment at 3 and I swear those guys are full of shit. I have to go back in a month and now they put me on this special contact solution with this case that looks like it’s from the year 2050. All I know is that they’re making money and I’m getting raped. I’ll entertain them for the summer but after that I’m just done with em’.

So after work and all that I was in prep-mode for Phil’s. I knew I wasn’t feeling on top of my game but I had a plan and I stuck to it. It was all about beating Ian and running a good enough time. I went out about 8 seconds slower than Ian, Francis, Palm, and Tom who were all packed together. I hit 5:26 and they were all a little under 5:20. For a second or two the thought entered my head that I might not be able to catch them but I couldn’t think like that. At about the 1.75 mark I caught Ian. We surged and he hung with me for a bit but then I started to pull away. I hit 2 miles in 11:02 which is about what I wanted (11 flat). I closed in 6:03 for the last 1.1 which is roughly 5:20 pace and finished in 17:05. It was slower than last year and I got 12th in the race (4th! in the age group…) but given the circumstances I was pretty pleased with it. I think without having the concert last night I could have been closer to 16:45 but who knows. I ran what I ran and was happy with it. I ran a really smart race and accomplished what I wanted to. Next year, assuming all goes well, I should be at 16:30 if not under and top 10 or so for sure. I’m confident with how I’m running right now and I think that even though I didn’t run as fast as last year, I’m ahead of where I was. I left that race feeling very optimistic.

For the post race celebration I went over to Palm’s and then the Reilly’s. We were drinking and all that and it was a pretty good time. We started doing shots and I knew it was going to be bad news. It’s easy to take 4 or 5 shots while you’re pretty buzzed and think nothing of it. I didn’t make that mistake last night because I had done that before and knew what could happen, but someone did and it ended poorly. I know he feels bad about what happened but it’s really not bad at all. I know you’re going to read this so I’m saying don’t worry about it. People have done much worse things including myself and you didn’t make that big of an asshole out of yourself.

I woke up this morning and didn’t feel very good. It was nothing out of the ordinary but still, it’s an unpleasant feeling. I’m taking it easy for a couple days I guess. It’s already Thursday so this week is flying by. After 2 very full days I need a relax day and I guess that’s what today will be.

Kitty Kondo

I got totally owned. I have the Phils 5k on Wednesday and a concert, 311, The Offspring, and Pepper, tomorrow night. I’m going to get shit on. I think it’s going to be really hard to go to this concert, only get moderately drunk, not exhaust myself completely, and then be fully recovered by 7 o’clock the night day. I may have to reevaluate my goals, it will be a game time decision. I don’t want to have this race ruin my first ever REAL concert. I’ve been to RHCP and Guster but that was literally for the music. Concerts are much more than that. Look at Dave, no one goes to Dave for the music, it’s just a drug-fest where you can go to get absolutely retarded. I imagine this concert will be something along those lines, but less extreme. But at the same time, I don’t want this concert to destroy any chance I have at running a good race. I’m curious as to where I’m at right now in terms of physical fitness and this race was going to tell me but now it just won’t be as accurate. My hopes of an age group medal are now all but down the drain, we’ll see what happens.

So the Stortz house hold has under gone some changes as of recently. Jeff, Mael, and my dad built a new deck. There was a lot of leftover wood and my dad didn’t waste a single piece. The picture below is the Kitty Kondo. It’s designed to pretty much be place where our cats can hang out, sleep, play, enjoy life, etc. So far it hasn’t really been a hit but John has been adding things to it at a rapid pace. If I knew it was going to get this big, I would have taken a progression of pictures. I only assume that this is the biggest it will get but if more additions come I’ll document them. The whole thing is roughly 7-8 feet tall and growing, what cat would ever want to go on this? I don’t know.

Skywalk to the tree, from the tree's point of view

Deck connection, easy access for humans too

The top 3 names, Trooper, Elvis, and Midget all the way at the top... clearly a joke

The lower community level. Water and a bed, the lounge area.

Saturday Night Blogging

So Travis Wood almost threw the 4th (yes I’m saying 4) perfect game of the baseball season. I don’t know what’s happening to baseball, I guess now that they’re cracking down on steroids you’ll never see 73 dingers in a season again and pitchers are going to start dominating. Lebron verbally committed to the Heat which I actually like. It shows that he’s willing to sacrifice his 30 points a game and 20 million dollars over 6 years to have a legit shot to win a championship. The world cup final is tomorrow and I’d say that I’m moderately interested, and that’s being pretty generous. I really don’t care who wins, my 2nd team was Germany because I’m half German but they’re out to so I don’t really have anyone to root for. I guess I like the Netherlands just because they’re smaller? Whatever. Football is starting up and unless something crazy happens I don’t see the Eagles having a real shot at winning the Superbowl. Kevin Kolb could be the next Aaron Rogers but I’d be surprised. I played cards today and came out a winner. I think I’ve been playing really well the past couple times and I’ve been enjoying myself while playing so that’s something I want to continue to do throughout the summer. The Phils 5k is coming up and after my run today I’m confident I’ll break 17. I cruised through 7 miles really fast and felt pretty damn good. I’m optimistic, top 10 and sub 17 are my goals and I think they’re well within reach.

I was supposed to go to Seth’s house warming party tonight and I’ll be the first to tell you I bitched out. I haven’t been getting that much sleep and am hitting 50 miles this week so waking up at 9:30 today was rough. I woke up with the idea of it being a game time decision. When the alarm on my phone went off I woke up and immediately felt awful. I knew I didn’t want to go and if I did it just would have been bad. Dave took the news really badly and it was exactly what I was expecting. We were supposed to hang out and drink and have a good time and I opted not to go but if I did go it just would have been me complaining about how I felt and then passing out early, probably getting drawn on or something, waking up feeling even worse the next day, and then my Sunday is down the drain too. This was a life decision that I had to make. In terms of my physical and financial being this was a beneficial play because I also won 50 bucks today playing cards. I went on a really good run so as much as Dave and Seth probably hate me right now, I must say that all things considered, I made the right decision for me. I know Seth wanted to see me and I wanted to see him too. I feel bad because I did want to go up and hang out but it wasn’t in the cards today. I’m sure I’ll be seeing him during the school year and I’ll make it up to him then. I don’t think I should have to be guilted into going because people want me to do it. I really didn”t want to do anything this morning, I went back to sleep for another 3 and a half hours so I clearly needed the sleep.

Last night on the other hand, I watched a ‘scary’ movie. I watched Orphan the whole way through this time and I must say that scary movies really don’t do it for me anymore. I used to not like them because I thought they were scary but lately they’re just embarrassing. Realistically, I can’t see myself watching any movie and not being able to go to sleep the next night. Maybe I’m not watching the right scary movies but I think I pick pretty generic ones that everyone agrees are pretty scary and I haven’t really hit any good ones. If anyone has a suggestion I’d be more than happy to watch one because I want to watch a good one.

One movie that I saw recently was Signs. It’s a pretty good movie I think, the plot steadily increases and things become more and more interesting as the movie goes on, but what really got me was Mel Gibson’s little monologue. It got me thinking a lot about what I am, here’s the quote,

“People break down into two groups. Then when they experience something lucky, group number one sees it as more then luck, more then a coincidence. They see it as a sign. Evidence that there is someone up there watching out for them. Group number two, sees it as just pure luck. A happy turn of chance. I’m sure that people in group number two are looking at those fourteen lights in a very suspicious way. For them, this situation is a 50-50. Could be bad, could be good. But deep down, they feel that whatever happens, they’re on their own. And that, fills them with fear. Yeah, there are those people. But there’s a whole lot of people in the group number one. When they see those fourteen lights, they’re looking at a miracle. And deep down, they feel that whatever’s going to happen, there’ll be someone there to help them. And that fills them with hope. So what you have to ask yourself is what kind of person are you. Are you the kind that sees signs, sees miracles? Or do you believe that people just get lucky. Or, look at the question this way. Is it possible, that there are no coincidences?”

I’ve generally been on the side of you’re on your own but I feel like there are so many coincidences that some things have to happen for a reason. I hear a lot of people say they don’t believe in god but they do believe that things happen for a reason. Well I’m sorry but I don’t see how you can believe in both. Some things happen that seem so impossible or so unprobable. When I hear a song for the first time ever or something, and it’s an oldie and I’ve never heard of the band either, and then the next day I’ll be with Tom he’ll mention that song, things like that. It seems so ridiculous that I could go my entire life not hearing this song and then it gets brought up twice within 24 hours. This is a very loose example but you get the point. I don’t know what greater reason there could be fore this but I guess when you live life, there are so many things happening but you only notice the coincidences and things like that. If I hear a song and then go another year without anyone mentioning it I wouldn’t think to myself, “hmm that was a really good chance for a coincidence to happen but it didn’t”. I would just put it aside. It’s nothing to crazy but I thought it was a neat little quote that could get you thinking.

I’m Tryin’

It’s been a while, I’m just really not doing to much or thinking that much. When I sit at home or go to work I don’t really interact with anyone so things don’t really happen that I could write about. I could probably write 10 pages on people being bad a driving but it’s to obvious, at least to me. I’m going to turn things around, at least for this week I’ll really try to post every day or every other day. We’ll see what happens.

Last night was one of the more entertaining nights of summer. Palmisano came over and Katie made a rare appearance to get crunk. Things started slow but once Katie tried to fit through the cat door and failed miserably things started to pick up. Mike proceeded to knock down the curtain. We spent a good 10 minutes trying to fix it and couldn’t really do it. We played drinking games… sort of and then decided to pool hop. I was never a fan of peeing in pools just because I feel like it’s disrespectful but last night was a pretty big exception. I swear to god I pee’d for literally 2 and half minutes in the one pool and it was amazing. The night concluded at around 4 when everyone died. I woke up at 9 to run with Katie then go to work and it was brutal. I was runnin on empty and really hurting. We struggled through 30 minutes and then I was off to work. At about 1 o’clock I was startin to freak out a little bit. My stomach was totally empty and my head was throbbing so I took my first ever lunch break. I drove to Mcdonald’s and order a plain double quarter pounder with cheese, fries, and a coke. It was so tasty but it was literally the closest I’ve been to throwing up all summer. I felt like such shit and was contemplating not going back to work and taking a nap instead. I ballsed up and went back and actually started feeling good. I didn’t make any mistakes and rocked out 5.5 hours worth of hard work.

I’m going to Seth’s house warming party this weekend so who knows what’s going happen there. I’ve been drinking a little more than past summers and I don’t know how that’s going to affect my running if at all. I think it’s just been the heat recently. Sometimes I can crank out 6:40’s and feel totally fine but other times I’ll be dying to hit 7:30’s and never go as far as I plan. I guess going out when it’s literally 100 degrees doesn’t help but I’m beginning to doubt myself for Phil’s Tavern. I ran 16:57 last year and as long as I improve off of that I’ll be happy. I haven’t done a workout in over a week so I don’t know how I’ll be feeling. I figure aerobically I’m fit enough just to run a 17:00 flat 5k, so with a little extra umph I should dip into the 50’s or 40’s, 30’s on a good day. We’ll see, as long as I beat Ian who I know is reading this thinking he’s going to beat me. Never have, never will.

Filler/July 4th

America is now 234 years old and everyone celebrated. It was an average July 4th for me. Nothing to crazy happened. I’ve been waking up really late recently, 12:53 on July 3rd, 1:45 on July 4th, and now 12:53 again today. So my 4th of July started almost 14 hours into the day. I went on a run with Palm and then cooked burgers/ate lots of food with my family. We played frisbee and whatnot and then went to the Binder’s to swim. I drank a bit, played pool volley ball, then Palm and I left. Then we went to Emily’s and talked for a while, Palm drove me home at 2:30 and then I went to bed. Pretty weak when I sum it up like that. Someone brought up the idea of “What happens when America falls like the Roman Empire?”. It’s actually an interesting question. If the dollar falls out and the stock market goes to shit, we’re going to have a lot of problems and I don’t know my politics that well but I would imagine there’s more people that would be cheering the process on rather than helping us. Hell, I’ve always said I’d be surprised to die a natural death because all it takes is for one person to set of one nuke and then the human race is completely, pardon my French, fucked. I’m not really going to worry about any of that though.

It was actually a disappointing day. I got pretty buzzed but there just wasn’t anything going on. It was fun for a bit but nothing out of the ordinary I guess. I didn’t even see fireworks either. Now It’s back to work, no fun and games until next weekend. This was a weak post but it’s been a weak last couple of days.

Rounder

Well it’s been a while since I played cards but the streak ended tonight. There was a .50/$1 game at the Stortz resident and I was very much a player. I started off quite slow, I bought in for 60 and was biding my time. I took down some small pots here and there but nothing big. I played one hand against Tate where I think I made a really good move and it paid off. We would’ve split but I took it down instead. I was hovering around 60 for a while. In the big blind I see aces and thought this was had a lot of potential. There were about 4 limpers so I bumped it up to 5 total. Weiss called. Flop comes 2 7 9. I’m thinking that’s a pretty money flop. I bet 10 into a pot of about 12 or so. He calls. Next card is a 6, so it’s a bit of a danger card. I played it safe and checked, thinking if he checks he’s probably drawing in which case I can bet the river assuming the draw misses and take it down. If he bets, he probably has 9’s or an over pair so he doesn’t want me to catch. He bets 20 and I push all in for another 26 or so. He insta-calls with a set of 7’s and I’m shit out of luck and money. I couldn’t really get mad at him for it, it’s just a very bad hand to run into. I don’t think I could have gotten away from it either, unless I somehow predicted a straight but he wouldn’t have called preflop with an 8 10. I would have had to have seen the set coming and had the discipline to lay it down but I think I’m pushing on the turn 10 out of 10 times there so. It was just a really shitty situation.

So that was 60 dollars down the drain but it lasted about 3 hours, all in all I think I played pretty well so I’m not that down about it. I did a financial recap of the summer so far and the numbers are quite staggering. I’ve spent roughly 850 dollars total. I just got butt-raped by the eye store. I went in to get a routine check-up and get more contacts. Turns out of I have swollen eye-lids and I can’t wear contacts for 2 weeks. I have to put these drops in twice a day to get it fixed. Since I can’t wear contacts I had to buy new glasses. The whole ordeal, eye drops, glasses, contacts, and the examination, was 300 so there’s a quick way to lose some money. I spent 100 on running shoes, another 300 on new clothing, sandals, food, etc, and about 150ish on a guitar. Take out the 60 I lost tonight and I’ve spent 900+ dollars. Now, I’ve been working a good amount and I get paid a good amount so we’ll see if these cancel out. I’ve had 4 checks so far and they actually still put me in the +. I can’t see myself spending a lot of money anymore besides a new ipod, the big ones are all out the way (guitar/eyes/new clothes,runningshoes). If I can spend about 200 dollars the rest of the summer and keep on cashin’ checks I’ll be in the + big time but still, spending a lot of money like this is annoying.

I’m back and running which is a total miracle. 60 hours after my horrendous accident I was back and running. It’s still a little tender but I can’t feel it at all when I’m running, I’ll play it a little more safely from now on. I have to go into work tomorrow at 9 to get these letters out but then I can leave when I’m done that so let the weekend begin. I drank Tuesday night and Wednesday night. Didn’t black out at all or anything but it was just enjoyable. I don’t like drinking beer that much, well when it’s warm, so I’ve been having a hard time getting drunk. I’ve been drinking like, a decent amount of nights so I think I’m in pretty good drinking form which is bad. Without the pregame shots that I’m always offered, getting drunk isn’t as easy. The one time I took shots this summer I blacked out. I think this means that if I actually want to get like… hammered… I need shots, or shot gunning beers or something. Maybe I should try out a beer mile sometime by the end of the summer. If I keep this up I think dipping into the 7 minutes is realistic. It’s going to take a lot of training and hard work but I think I can do it.

That’s all for now, this should be a good weekend. I’m glad to be back running and I’m happy to be making money. That’s pretty much what the rest of summer will consist of so I’m happy. On a music note… Makeup – Everybody Else (props Palm) and Naive – The Kooks are both really good songs in my opinion.

I Hate

This is a Tosh.0 inspired post. He made an I Hate video. I can’t really do that so I’m going to do the next best thing, an I hate post.

I hate stickers.
I hate people who don’t take left turns on lights yellow going to red.
I hate people who abuse smileys.
I hate Snuffles
I hate moments in movies that are awkward and I feel awkward just watching it.
I hate when you’re trying to not think of something specifically scary from a movie or a video before you go to bed but that’s the only thing you can think about.
I hate Drake.
I hate when people call me a jogger and not a runner.
I hate people who say lets go do this (example, drinking) then when you say okay, they say nah I don’t want to.
I hate morning wood.
I hate whipped cream, especially when it comes with a sundae and I forget to tell them to make it without any.
I hate when the punk kids at the mall give me dirty looks.
I hate people who take natural ability/talent for granted.
I hate people who say they’re really good at something and they end up not being good.
I hate the way my stomach drops when I realize I lost something or left something important somewhere.
I hate overly drunk people to take offense to anything you say because they think you’re coming at them because they’re too drunk.
I hate spicy food.
I hate sour food.
I hate people who ask, “why do you run?”
I hate people who ask “what’s your favorite movie?” or “who’s your favorite band?”… it’s to hard to actually pick one.
I hate when I’m laying in bed and I check how long it’s been since I’ve gotten in bed, then I just get really anxious and it’s even harder to fall asleep.
I hate not being able to fall asleep.
I hate when gay people think they’re better than you because they’re gay.
I hate when songs are mislabeled.
I hate when people laugh at me because I can’t spell very well.
I hate when girls in porno’s are so obviously fake about having an orgasm.
I hate when crossword puzzles give the most vague clues that could have 1000 different answers.
I hate people who don’t use their turn signals.
I hate the shits you take the next morning after a hard night of drinking.
I hate when people turn drinking into a competition and also when people lie about how much they drink, it doesn’t matter.
I hate when people peer pressure you into drinking if you don’t feel like drinking.
I hate girls who don’t shave their upper lips, we do it, so can you.
I hate when a girl changes something in her appearance and you have to tell them it looks good no matter what.

Alright that was a decent amount, good night everyone, enjoy the work week.