Posted 12:49 by Tycho

Just got back from a nice middle-distance run...I feel like shit (not because of the running, though, I have a feeling something else is making me feel this way). I re-acclimated myself to Worcester's "thin" air (compared to Quincy), and just had a good run all around. Went at a comfortable pace, and the only thing that truely gave me trouble was the hill right by St. John's Prep Elementary school...that hill ALWAYS kills me--I just look at it and my legs get all wobbly. Well, its more fun to run up than Bancroft Hill. I should be thankful for that. I'm a bit dehydrated now, which accounts for some of the shittiness that I'm feeling, but I feel sick to my stomach as well...not pukey pukey, but it feels like a case of mild nausea (yah, I know, I can't spell, so kiss me arse and sue me). Total distance covered: 5.5 miles. It was almost a perfect run, other than the rain--perfect temperature, humidity wasn't too bad. Close calls with death while running: 2...don't people look out for runners on the side of the road anymore? Then I did some pullups and stretched out at Alumni.

Now its time for a well-deserved hot shower, then time to be a pool-shark (if there any tables available, and if there aren't----ARGH ME MATEYS! MAKE 'EM WALK THE PLANK THE LAND LUBBERS!!! ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!).

Heh, that reminds me how I won a free round of mini-golf at Pirate's Cove--odds were 18:1 that I'd get one (I got a hole in one at Hole #....#....#4 I want to say, it was either that or Hole #6). Then, of course, when I played with my parents at another Pirate's Cove, we got (between the three of us) 7 or 8 holes in one...well, maybe not that many, but some insane number, like i. Yes, we got i holes in one. I guess that makes us REALLY special--(for those of you who hate math: i is the notation for the imaginary number, aka the square root of -1). Damn, we're good.

That also reminds me of playing mini-golf when I was younger, and used the putter as a driver (I didn't know better), nearly took some guys head off. Boy, was he pleased.

Cost of books: $158.80
Cost of college: $38,000
Watching all your work and exams and useless textbooks be consumed by flames at the Squantum Bonfire: PRICELESS

Hopefully I won't be hit by a bottle rocket or the shrapnel from one or something this time around.

I wish I have provided a few minutes of chuckles (with me or at me, I don't care) for you guys. Since I don't have homework or classes or anyone to really go out with just yet, I decided to torture you guys with REALLY long, rantish, nonsensical meanderings of my mind. Got milk?