Comfort/Time Zones

With the utmost certainty, I am losing my mind. My dog has been lodged in the pet hotel off Creighton, and I still have the ghost of one following me around. Every time I go to open the door I stall, as I'm waiting for somebody that's not there. Curse allergies and the repercussions of wanting a cuddly, fuzzy canine around! While trying to forget my dog is temporarily living elsewhere, I've also been cleaning like I do when I let OCD take over. My good friend is moving out, which sucks because I feel like we fought more than got along when we lived together, and that always bites hard. We're on great terms now, but if I had just a bit more time for boozing and being a rowdy frat dude this would have been a great arrangement. He's not moving far, so now I get to visit him in Northern Bama and go rock climbing up there. Horsepins is awesome.

As my ridiculous December descends to destruction, I can really only rely on refuge in runs. I've finally started running again, it's the greatest release on earth. I truly think, after reading Born To Run, that everyone should run like ten miles a week.

Chris McDouglas goes anatomy on your ass if you read the chapters on evolution, and proves a pretty solid point. Our nuchal notch, the divot on the back of you head, anchors your skull to your body like a horse's or dog's. Monkeys don't have that, nor apes. We also have glorified legs and some intense feet bone structures. We evolved weird. To run. So that's what I'm going to do. I have seven or eight people coming in to town to accomadate for, and it'll be interesting to see how it all works out. Both my little sisters graduate this month, with my bloodsister's celebration this weekend. (somewhere between the work conference and the visits to my dog) My brother gets married, too. He already IS married, but the celebration here should prove to be amazing whether the legalities are polished or not. My nerdy music friend from elementary school passes through Florida this month too! I'm really excited because he's been touring and teaching music in Hawaii these last couple years, and we've both aged and matured a lot since the last time we hung out. He's probably the most regular pen pal I have, and he always has great insight to the music industry and what's good. He can play 3245881759 instruments, too. It's ridiculous. If I can get through the family drama and logistical problems, this December could be amazing, we'll see as it hashes out though.