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07/03/2009

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07/02/2009

Re-

We spend our lives rereading and rewatching and relistening and relearning. We eat the same things over and over. We end up loving people who remind us of other people. We perform these rituals, this spacetime origami, because the basic fact of our n-dimensional existence is this: Most things can be recalled and some things can be revisited but precious little can be relived.

do new things.  make good things.  experience life, stop trying to box it up.

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“ We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done. „

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I am attempting to document the temperature on my car all summer long.
July 2, 113 degrees. Seriously? Seriously?!?!

I am attempting to document the temperature on my car all summer long.

July 2, 113 degrees. Seriously? Seriously?!?!

07/01/2009

“ Since we cannot know all that there is to be known about anything, we ought to know a little about everything. „

Blaise Pascal

06/30/2009

You are what you drink.

I ran to Kroger after work to pick up some random things I was out of. I only had a few items and didn’t feel like using Self Checkout (which I am normally a big fan of, but the line was too long) so I waited in the 15 Items or Less line.

While I stood there for about three minutes or so, I witnessed two separate guys - one in the line next to me and one who stood in line behind me - buying some beer.

Both guys looked to be normal, 30-somethings who obviously live in the area. I would have pegged them as Miller Lite or Bud Light guys, but no. The guy next to me had a 6-pack of Keystone Light. The guy behind me, a case of Natural Light.

A word of advice guys, women do judge you by the type of beer you drink. And Keystone and Natty Light just won’t cut it. Welcome to your thirties, this isn’t freshman year of college anymore.

06/29/2009

I am officially on the hunt to find Jake. I think I need to start hanging out at Dallas airports on a regular basis.

I am officially on the hunt to find Jake. I think I need to start hanging out at Dallas airports on a regular basis.

Bar golf.

A fun, challenging, often vomit-inducing college sport. The rules are simple. Players travel to 18 bars (the front and back 9 may be played on separate nights), and an hour (or half-hour if you want to make it intense) is allotted for each bar. Teams of 1 lady and 1 gentlemen are set up and score cards are distributed. Par is set ahead of time for each bar and you must drink to reduce strokes. Different drinks can be valued differently (i.e., a beer= -1 stroke, singles= -2, doubles= -3, long islands= -4, etc). Puking yields a +5 penalty. Golf attire is mandatory.

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Try playing bar golf (with some rule variations from the above) at 15 minute intervals with 5 minutes to walk to each bar in 100 degree weather. That was my Saturday night. Enough said.

STFU.

I know it is only 6:30pm, but I have zero tolerance for the loud music blaring through my apartment walls right now.

I can’t wait to get out of here.

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