3.25+ miles. Soo good. I think I'll stick with the running thing for a while. At least while the weather is good.

D&B's for Cressa. AZN central. Matt McKenna, where the heck you been? I haven't been around that many people in a long time.

Life has a way of coming up on you when you're least expecting it. Ready for the world? Maybe not. But hey, bring it anyway.

For every ordinary day, there's always something extra... if you're looking in the right place.

My thoughts as of late haven't been as solvent or cohesive as I would like. Really, I think I've been reduced to philosophical train wreck. It can't really be all this complicated as it is in my head. It's simple. If I let it be. And that's the hard part.

No running today, because laziness is a chronic affliction, but hopefully I'll get some miles in tomorrow. I did get a little work out in before I jumped in the shower right around the time I should have been at work. Which reminds me... it's about time I enrolled in EMT certification. Is January 1/3 over already?

Morning is starting me down in the rearview. I'd better speed up and catch up with my sleep.

Albertacos to finish off the night. It's just midnight, and I'm about to crash... is this what getting old is supposed to be like? Maybe I'll have some crazy dreams again.

1.5 miles. Flat feet don't help much. But it was a 3 mile loop, and I walked/ran all of it. Progress can be so slow sometimes. No reason to give up yet though.

I'm getting restless.

I was at the mall yesterday with my girl. We were on the second floor, buying some things, and decided to leave. We went down to the first floor, and bumped into some guy holding what looked like large black hair ties. He approached my girl and then quickly stretched one of the rubber band things over her head and pulled it down towards her neck, trying to choke her. The face he made was mad evil. She managed to pull down her chin so the strap didn't choke her, so he turned to me. I did the same, and realized I had to do something. So I shoved him. Man, I was angry. Who the hell was this guy? WTF? I threw a right at him, and got my left ready, stepped in, and punched that fool right in the face.

And then I woke up. Because my left fist hurt. Because I punched the wall in my sleep. I was a little scared to look at the clock, thinking it would be 3:00am or something, but I heard the clock ticking, so I looked up. 5 AM. That makes 2 bad dreams in as many days.

Someone unhooked the wires from my speakers. Took me a while to figure it out. At first, I figured it was the sound card... or my stereo... or the RCA cables... Somebody's not telling me something. Anti-confrontation?

2 miles. That's my goal for today. We'll see how much else gets done. It's hit and miss at this point. I gotta be more on point. I did wake up at 5:30 yesterday for work... but 10am today.

Something's gotta give.

Once again, Madrona is in peril. Man, one can only take so many years of being threatened with eviction warnings and angry letters.