Daily Update

Work went as usual yesterday. Lunch was sponsored by Jamba Juice. It was a healthy break from the rest of the stuff I find around westwood village. That cold soothing flavored ice slid down so smoothly, and was so delightful on this warm Spring day. Now this is the first time this happended, but I got hungry right after I finished. Usually I'll be good the rest of the day with a smoothie from Jamba Juice. It was the first time, in a long time that I experienced true hunger. It was more than just a fast-sunday hinger. Around 3 or 4 I even thought of going and getting something else somewhere, but I didn't.

It was an average day for the runner today. The 18 minute mark has become my enemy as of today; no matter how good I feel about a run, its always the same. I really think that someone is tampering with my digital clock inside my car while I am out frollicing about Brentwood. So, while running, being in a more advance running state was able to keep up for a bit longer with the Campion Gazelle that I was with, but as we turned the second corner (uphill side) it was quite different. I kept at my same pace, which I felt good about, I was left in the dust. It was like going from regular street speed traffic to freeway speed traffic, I was simply the onlooker commuting in the bus in the slow lane it seemed like. But anyway, for me i did just as good as I have been. I don't feel like I've graduated from the Antelope kingdom yet, but I'm working on it. This time I noticed more of my fellow Antelope, springing about the wild planes. There were groups of them all over the place. I'd have to be careful to see them as their heads and torso's would bounce up and down from beneath the eye line of the tall grasses that hid the ground plane so well. I passed a lot of people, like usual, but today I got passed by a tree creature who was tall and lenky, had nerdy glasses, a mop on his head, a polo shirt, swimming trunks, and skater shoes. Its the first time I've seen one of his kind. It didn't appear that he was there to run, it looked as if he was running away from someone, or something. Interesting... I haven't seen as many of the ninja lately either, that is a good thing.

Upon my arrival back to the safe neighborhood of my own, Jessica phoned me and needed help moving a couch. This was the couch from the garage sale that no one knew we were supposed to sell. Not to brag, but I was like the incredible hulk, as I swooped the couch up with a single stroke, and whirrled it to its final destination, 50 yards down the street. There were no birds out otherwise I would have started swatting birds out of the sky with this couch. It landed in front of some random person's garage. We were hoping that the owner of the garage will find it in his best interest to call for a trash clean-up. Then I talked Jessica into going to Cafe 50's with me. We had breakfast and shakes. Mmmm Mmmm good. I think Pancakes are an 'every time of the day' type food. As well as ice cream. and chocolate. and BBQ Chicken Pizza from BJ's. and thats about it. We ended up gossiping about everything. That is half of my new calling you know, i have to be in the know.

I ran into Renee as well, just on the street by jessica's. It was only after she noticed that I was all sweaty and gross that I decided to give her a big hug, and swing her around like a teddy bear. She is a little liberal cannonball afterall.

I stopped by jeff's place. As I walked in it was like a meeting of the minds huddle at the table, between jeff, josh, and trisha. I think I walked in on a 'private' discussion they were having. I think it was about me. I can tell those sorts of things you know. They were probably discussing my stunning features and chisled abs, and so on. Evan was running around like a chicken with his head cut off. He had a paper to write by midnight, and he still had lots to do. So in other words, NOTHING NEW. At least once a month I'll go over and he'll be yelling at someone, who will be at fault for something, and he won't want to talk about it, but he'll yell about it anyway. It would seem that the teacher assigned a 20 page paper that day, due by midnight the way he talks about it, but oh no, he actually had weeks to work on it, but he chose to watch tv, or sleep, or eat, or hang-out, or (anything else) instead. He was being grouchy so I told him that only people who pay rent are allowed to be grouchy to favored guests, like me :) (he's staying there till the wedding, and dosen't feel like paying rent in that time.) we all (josh, jeff, trish, and I) went to Carvel for Ice Cream. The guy at Carvel is in love with trisha, its obvious. She was in denial. Luckily for her I was there to give him her number, oh, but she dosen't know about that yet. Hehehe.

Then they somehow talked me into going and watching a DVD at my place that I just got. it was of a comedian, so it was funny, but I was honestly ready to go to bed at 10, and now at 11:30, it was getting hard to stay conscious.

I'm listening to Nelly Furtado right now.

Lunch was sponsored by Rite Aid's Ice Cream counter, and Rocky road, and Butter Pecan. Can you believe they have a 'Butter' flavored Ice cream?! its pretty grand.