Daily Update

My whole evening was already planned out as I left the office. It was actually overbooked. I've been doing that a lot lately. I guess its better to be busy than bored. My to-do list keeps getting pushed back day after day. I think I need a vacation. I hope I can hold out until September.

In an effort to more organize my life's events, I bought a calendar book. Its so cool. Its a small leather book. It has months, days, and weeks, times tables, distance chart, unit conversion chart, Holiday dates, Clothing style lists, Calorie counting charts, and More. The only problem is that it dosen't start counting until mid June. I guess that it is an academic calendar, so it goes along with when people are supposed to be in school, or not. So I'll be using yellow sticky notes for a few weeks, until the printed pages kick in.

The whole evening was like a chess game. Every step was thought about in many different ways, and seeing multiple solutions for every action I was able to plan everything out sucessfully. So in a well stratagized move, at the stroke of 6pm I rushed home from work to go running. I was like Clark Kent in a phone booth I as so fast at changing. My shoes were the final piece of the puzzle and they were slid on as I ran down the stairs.

Running today was good. I started out faster than normal. I was geared up and ready to go. I didn't have time to waste, or to stretch my already aching muscles. As I got out of my car some other runner passed me by, I felt threatened, and after switching to run mode in my brain, I set off to follow that person. It was to my luck that I was much faster than them. My ego always needs massaging these days. The wind whisped by me rapidly. I kind of felt like an airplane that was gaining speed on the runway, building speed as it neared lift-off. But there was no lift off this time. My head stayed cool and clear, awaiting enemy attacks. I was roaring like a great lion on this day. my hair didn't move cause I gelled it to death this morning. My socks were clean. The shirt I wore was old, and a size or two to small. It didn't matter, I was going so fast that my shirt could barley hold onto me. Great-Lions don't usually don't wear old tattered T-shirts anyway. I felt like someone was chasing me the whole time. Particularly when I was leaping over tree stumps and dodging branches and tree limbs. By the end I was exhausted, but it was worth it, cause this time I remembered to bring a stop watch, and my time was 17:14. a full 45 seconds better than the previous noted times! I roared with glee. During this run I only HAD to stop two times to turn around to check out chicks.

I then went to jeff's place. Plans changed, so I helped with home teaching. Then a pit-stop at Panda. Mmmmm. Then planns changed again, had to cancel the 'Dance-off'. Then we just went to Greenfield for Cake. Mmmmm. Chatted, hung out, the usual. Meanwhile, I got a call from our resident trackstar, and he needed someone to move his car, because he left it in a neighborhood where he wasn't supposed to, again. So I had to go and track it down in the wee hours of the night. But then I went crusing thru ucla, to show them how cool I was.

I'm listening to Fastball right now. It reminds me of a long car ride I once took.

Lunch was sponsored by Noah's Bagels. Not to bad, a little spicy. I can still taste the seasoning on the tip of my tongue.