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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
With all this free time, (no running, no friends, etc.) I decided to write myself a 5 year letter. Now I could do a 10 year card or even a 20 year card but I don’t think that’s a good idea. The next 5 years are going to be me finishing up college and the first 2 years post college. The purpose of this letter will be mainly to predict what I’ve done and what I will be doing. A 10 year card is just too much to predict… something like married and kids is a possibility so I don’t even want to bother, a 5 year card seems like the perfect amount of time. A lot could potentially happen, so here goes.
I’m writing this letter to you on 6/27/2010. At that time, you were a measly 5 feet 8 inches tall and an embarrassing 140lbs. It must feel nice to be 6’1, 160, and able to bench press more than 80 pounds. You used to be able to do 67 push ups in a row which is surprisingly good but I’m sure you can knock out 100 straight now no problem. The PRs of 4:33 and 16:16 are going to trumped year after year until they reach sub 4:20 and sub 15:00. You’ll still be running after college, local road races and whatnot, maybe not the fastest you’ve ever been but just as long as your in shape. If you want to experiment with a marathon or something like that I strongly support it. Enough with the physical stuff. I’m sure you’ll have gone through a fair number of girlfriends, (hopefully) but most will probably just come and go within a couple of months. I don’t expect you have settled down by now because you and I both know there are a few good party years left (ex, Tom). I don’t want to be tied down to early, our 20’s will be our golden years in partying and physical ability so I want to make the best of it. You’ll be living with fellow Upper Dublin graduates, I only say this as opposed to Ursinus graduates because of the distance. It’s not that I prefer UD to UC but the potential UC roommates live too far away and unless they’re coming around here or I’m going there, you’ll be with UD people. Plus, I lived with Satchel for 2 semesters and I’ve never encountered more disturbing things in my entire life. Your friends will be people you’ve always been friends with. Whether the two groups now merge or not, you’ll stay in touch with both of them. Hypothetically, If you live with Palmisano, you’ll still go out to the bars with Alex and Ben on the weekends or something like that. I’ll also definitely keep in touch with the UC people, if not end up somehow living with them. I live so close now that I could easily pull a Dave Gildea and practically live there a year or two after I graduate. I would never want that to happen to me but that’s neither here nor there. You WILL have a degree in physics. Through all the doubt instilled in you from others and yourself, you will for god knows what reason have a physics degree and do some not that cool job. You thought you’d be in a lab creating atomic reactions or using Hubble to take deep space pictures to find out when the next meteor is going to end the world. It will be disappointing but you’ll still be interested, it won’t live up to the fantasy but you’ll be happy. You’ll drive a nice car, I’ve been driving dad’s car lately, 355 XI I think? and driving a nice car is really freakin’ sweet. I think you’ll be willing to invest some extra dough to have a car you enjoy driving… We’ve always liked Cadillac’s, CTS or something like that perhaps? You’ll have matured from Guitar Hero to real guitar. I’m making that transition as we… think? and I truly believe I’m going to stick with it. You’ll be a beast, playing Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, Hendrix, Clapton, Paramore! and many more. Your drinking game will have improved to span all types of drinking games and being able to consume much larger amounts than I am currently capable of, while still blacking out, but never puking. As long as you don’t do any physical damage to myself like someone we know, and which I haven’t done yet, I think this will be okay. Your music library will probably double if not triple in this time. I’m around 2500 now and I fancy myself a very above average Sporcler when it comes to music, hopefully I only go up from here. In terms of the law, I personally don’t believe you’ll have any underages even though we’ve always been young for the grade, we’ve always sensed the danger and can generally get away faster than most people. I do however think you’ll have been served once if not more than that at school. It’s kind of a miracle that didn’t happen freshman year, at one point you were literally on your knees in the public bathroom cleaning up the vomit you just sprayed everywhere with your bare hands. I dodged a couple bullets but it’s only a matter of time I think. I’ve never gotten a speeding ticket and have only been pulled over once, would it surprise me if I got a speeding ticket? No, but do I think it’s going to happen? No. No DUI’s, no robbery or murder or anything like that. I’d prefer to avoid jail time but I guess it’s something I want to experience, I’ll make that a point in the 5 year card from 23-28. Most importantly, this blog will still be around so you could actually look back at this post if you remember to 5 years from now. My current 400 views per month will be up near 400,000 and you’ll be glad you stuck with it. That’s about all I got I think. I hit on all the major points I wanted too. I’m sure you’ll have experienced a ton of stuff and you’ll probably come through everything alright, hopefully not very changed. I like who I am at this point and would prefer to stay relatively the same. Oh and my IPod is broken right now so you should have probably have gotten another one, if not 4 or 5 more. Never get the same color twice, so far I’ve had white, blue, and yellow… keep switchin’ it up, never be predictable. If you want to jump in the lake at 1 in the morning then do it, if you want to get hammered on a Wednesday night after work, go for it. Be spontaneous and almost never let someone tell you that you shouldn’t do something because it’s stupid or because it’s a bad idea. If it’s Sam approved it’s probably a good idea. Always think that.
I played basketball today for the first time in a week and it was actually pretty good. I was shooting well, making good passes, still missing lay-ups but that will never change. Felix and I won 2 games in a row and were up 13-9 in the 3rd game when disaster struck. I pulled up for a yumper and came down awkwardly on Gourlay’s ankle and just rolled the shit out of mine. I heard a loud pop and insta-hit the deck screaming in agony. It really really hurt for about 2 minutes. I was just lying there screaming. That’s one of those things where Gourlay, Felix, and Tom were probably all just like walking around thinking… well this is bad, do we just leave? do we help him? there’s not to much we can do… That’s what I always think when someone gets hurt but now it was flip flopped. Now that I was on the other side I was not thinking about them at all. I was just freaking out and on the verge of tears. I’ve rolled my ankle three times before and not once have I been out for more than 4 days but this one actually was bad I think. I iced it immediately, took Ibuprofen, and have been taking care of it since it happened so I think I’ll be alright.
I was staying off my feet and watching some Tosh.0. I’ve heard he’s gay but I almost refuse to believe it. He does make a ton of gay jokes and stuff like that but I really don’t think he’s gay. That got me thinking, I feel like being gay would actually be really easy. Aside from the fact that you’d get a lot of shit from anti-gay rights people, gettin’ sum I think would be even easier than if you were straight. When I go to a party, sure there’s 10+ females who aren’t lesbians so realistically I could bag one of them but the odds are just so low. If a gay guy goes to a party and there’s even one other gay guy there, I feel like it’s just automatically assumed that you’re going to hook up or something. You don’t really have to get involved with the drama of having a girl friend. Granted you’d have more friends who are girls but you could probably just avoid there problems. If you’re going out with a girl and she’s having a hissy fit you have to be there. Not the case for gay guys.
In other news, my ipod is on the fritz. I hate these things. They’re so prone to breaking but I absolutely refuse to spend an extra 40 bucks for a warranty that lasts 1 year when the effing ipod is programed to self destruct after 370 days anyway. I went on a run with this thing and was about 2 miles away from being home when it started drizzling. I began my sprint back and was going close to 6 minute pace but it wasn’t enough, with .25 miles to go I got hit by a solid rainfall and it may have done the ipod in. This is number 3 that I’ve gone through. I bought a 120 gig video one in about 9th grade, that thing broke for no reason and I had no way of fixing it and no receipt to return it… I went with a golden 16 gig nano next and we all know what happened to that one… (got robbed). I bought this blue 16 gig nano about 6 months ago and it may be gone. An ipod is almost a necessity for me. Driving with one is so clutch. Running with one at times can be a very nice change and just makes some runs more fun. There are so many times I use this thing that I really need to get another one if this doesn’t work.