I just bought tickets to see Bob Sagat. There's something about the fact that, while growing up, this man played the role of wholesome tv dad to me that makes his filthy comedy all the more hilarious; If nothing else, it somehow removes the guilt from such otherwise guilty humor.
I met an incredible girl in a seminar shared by both my class and another today. So unfortunately she's not in my class but I'm going to grow a spine and chat her up when next I see her on campus. In fact, she's so sexy I feel compelled to. She looks kinda like a vulcan but in a good way (short hair, sharp eyebrows, high cheekbones). Though how exactly do you tell somoene that they are the spitting image of ...[IMG]http://users.telenet.be/neral/T'Pol2.jpg[/IMG]
...without either seeming needlessly nerdy or risking seeming like you're making fun of them?
MIdterm was brutal. That's all I have to say about that.
I'm listening to Standing In the Shadows of Love by The Four Tops and loving it. Great song. Music is my escape these days. Sometimes I just put on my headphones, lie down, drown out everything else and relax. I tried meditating but I have too much on my mind to literally sit around and do nothing. Actually, you might say, or I might say.. in fact I do say, that I feel backlogged in thought. Find myself lying in bed early in the morning mulling relatively insignificant things over. But since I practice escapism it should come as no surprise that my mind is constantly catching up with itself. Seems only reasonable.
On a positive note I have been playing basketball at the JCC every other day for a little under 3 weeks now. Starting to get pretty good again. Schooling some kids who play on league teams with my short and slightly overweight buddy morde. Feels good to compete as the underdog and win. We broke the 4hr mark the other day and weren't even fatigued afterwards so it's definitely doing wonders for my conditioning. Also, all the situps in the world didn't do anything for me save perhaps keep me from gaining a gut, but thanks to the basketball I'm getting pretty cut. Weigh as much as I've ever weighed but, thankfully it's all muscle. I'd be pretty vain right now if I weren't so humbled by losing my hair. So I guess, maybe in some cruel sense, it's all for the best.
And that's that. Greg out.
I met an incredible girl in a seminar shared by both my class and another today. So unfortunately she's not in my class but I'm going to grow a spine and chat her up when next I see her on campus. In fact, she's so sexy I feel compelled to. She looks kinda like a vulcan but in a good way (short hair, sharp eyebrows, high cheekbones). Though how exactly do you tell somoene that they are the spitting image of ...[IMG]http://users.telenet.be/neral/T'Pol2.jpg[/IMG]
...without either seeming needlessly nerdy or risking seeming like you're making fun of them?
MIdterm was brutal. That's all I have to say about that.
I'm listening to Standing In the Shadows of Love by The Four Tops and loving it. Great song. Music is my escape these days. Sometimes I just put on my headphones, lie down, drown out everything else and relax. I tried meditating but I have too much on my mind to literally sit around and do nothing. Actually, you might say, or I might say.. in fact I do say, that I feel backlogged in thought. Find myself lying in bed early in the morning mulling relatively insignificant things over. But since I practice escapism it should come as no surprise that my mind is constantly catching up with itself. Seems only reasonable.
On a positive note I have been playing basketball at the JCC every other day for a little under 3 weeks now. Starting to get pretty good again. Schooling some kids who play on league teams with my short and slightly overweight buddy morde. Feels good to compete as the underdog and win. We broke the 4hr mark the other day and weren't even fatigued afterwards so it's definitely doing wonders for my conditioning. Also, all the situps in the world didn't do anything for me save perhaps keep me from gaining a gut, but thanks to the basketball I'm getting pretty cut. Weigh as much as I've ever weighed but, thankfully it's all muscle. I'd be pretty vain right now if I weren't so humbled by losing my hair. So I guess, maybe in some cruel sense, it's all for the best.
And that's that. Greg out.
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clicheguevara:
haha, I want to see Bob Saget so bad
clicheguevara:
hahahaha, thanks!