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Architectural thesis, so fun! Haha. I’m not sure why I expected her to he a lot more organized, but here we are throwing things together. I cut topo for two models and plastered one of them. There was dumpster diving, suspicious trips to the crafts store, grocery shopping, making egg salad for lunch, having amazing mac and cheese for dinner, and yeah. I am totally spent. I didn’t expect to sleep too much, but it’s definitely taken a lot out of me. One more day, should be exciting.

Another Week

… completely shot. Lots of late nights, some snow, some angst, lots of climbing, a new bike (!!!), and not much sleep. Or tumblr. This weekend will find me headed north to help my brother’s girlfriend with her architectural thesis, and while I’m so excited to see them again, I just want to sleep. Should be good times!

Last Night

I ran for the first time in a long time. I decided to keep it a little easier, and headed for the wooded portion of my neighborhood. As I made my way over the sidewalk the number of streetlights diminished, and soon I was running by moonlight only. The moon itself was hazy and secret; an autumn moon much more so than a spring one. Damp air slid over my bare arms, and my feet on the crumbling concrete were the only sound breaking my corner of the night. The neighborhood I soon wound through dressed itself in a deeper darkness, and I could tell which homes were of a certain faith because cars spilled out of their driveways and I picked my way around them while admiring the festival glow of their windows. Finally breaking into the wan circle of a streetlight once more, I aimed my nose down the hill and let my toes grab forward faster than I had thought I should. Nearly one mile straight down, like a keening bird over a river, I found myself forgetting to breathe as often as I should. I turned off just before the bottom, and began loping easily back homeward. 

At the end of it all though, I kept returning to the thought that if I am constantly imagining myself running through places more wild than this, what am I doing here in these neighborhoods of incomplete sidewalks and so many parked cars? Why stay, when most of the running I do is to see what wild corners I can find in a neighborhood so built up, that the night rabbits take their meals in the medians?


… invented leafblowers should not have been allowed to die before they made silencers for them too. I swear to god, I am about to put a chair through a window. I cannot get away from these damned things.

Pretty Great

Last night was a climbing night, and Jose actually showed up. he did manage to forget all of his climbing stuff, but he was there, and we had a great time. It was really nice for me to make some progress on some really difficult problems I’ve been stuck on, and I left feeling pretty good about everything. I love the feeling of being solidly into whatever I’m working on. I’ve been working a lot on routes I can’t finish lately; routes well outside of my normal range of abilities. With the exception of a short warm-up, I find myself spending the better part of the evening failing at things, but I think it’s finally beginning to pay off. I’m hoping this will translate to being able to do more when I finally get outside. So excited!

For Real

An actually nice spring day to close out the week, so excited. I am a little anxious because tonight is the very first time I will ever be doing karaoke? I don’t generally sing in front of people. Funny though, my bosses drove past me the other morning on my way into work and caught me singing in the car. “This is a weird question, but do you… sing in the car?” I had to reply in the affirmative, although I was leery. ” Oh good, because we passed by you and you were all *makes wide open mouth face*, and we were hoping that was the case”. I’m glad they were amused, because I was mildly horrified. Anyway, we’ll see how it goes. How hard could it be?

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