It was Thursday again. I left work promptly at 6. B-lined it to my car, then fahr-fig-nugen-ed my way home. It was running night. I just wasn't feeling it. I wasn't planning to do spectacular, but I couldn't help it. I was about to. I started slow, holding back the power which has been festering for almost a full day and a half now. I never experienced the explosion of energy, but it was a fine slow trickle which served me well. I was running with Kristen again. (I guess all 'family business' was settled last week.) I think she had lots of built up anger, because my superior skills and training let me keep up for the first two and a half sides of the course, but at the top of the first hill on that side, it was a scene like from the Roadrunner cartoon. The one where While E. Coyote straps a large rocket to his back and lights it, and he is propelled toward the Roadrunner and he is about to catch up with it but the Roadrunner just smokes him and goes 10 times faster without batting an eyelash, all within a split second. So I was left to my own inspiration. The first time around it took me 17:35, and the second lap added up to around 36:06. I would have done worse, but some chick (lets just call her 'hot pants') tried to pass me on the inside, which added to my strength, I paced myself with her for a few minutes, then turned on my energy reserves for the uphill side. I then took the lead for next one and a half sides (the longer sides) then she ran ahead of me then crossed the street at the corner, which I don't do. As for me, I ran like a great lion. This lion though, had a racing stripe down the back of
him, and his hair shaved into a Mohawk. Thats right, a sassy punk lion. one who doesn't always obey the rules, and seeks adventure often, and doesn't take crap from anyone. And thats exactly what was going on last night. I was leaping over other people just so I could get ahead. I even had to pull a small tree out of the ground to make it easier to run in a straight line. I wasn't about to go around an obstacle at that point. It was a good race. Pervie boy was there again as well.
It turns out that movie editing takes a lot longer than I expected. For me anyway. Another late night. and my computer started pissing me off cause it wouldn't save the movie properly. So in the morning when I got up I had a great big fat ERROR message on the screen. But I slept well. In the morning I was late for work cause I was adjusting a few things, and I re-render it. If it doesn't turn out this time, I don't think it will make the Late Late deadline for the festival. Cross your fingers everyone; and Jessica DON'T try to jinx it! There isn't anything you can do to make me cut your scenes from my Movie! :) Thanks.
I know that some of you probably get annoyed when I talk about fighting the Battle of my Life, but I'm on break from that now. not 'really' playing, just to pass the time. Now I saw on the news today about a new video game that I am anxious to own. Its a Star Wars game, and It looks Super-Cool! I can't wait to terrorize the Galaxy yet again. The down side is that I have to wait till April 08.
Lunch was sponsored by Cantaloupe, Banana's, and Strawberries; as well as Burger King. (I had to run home during lunch to see if my movie was finished. It wasn't. Meanwhile I ate healthy. Then as I sped back so work my poor little stomach was yelling out for more, and BK was the closest alternative.)
I'm listening to German Radio Stations via this thing called the internet. Everything else seems boring to me.
Friday, July 13, 2007
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