continuation

pool + chicken + potatoes + water basketball + nba all star weekend + football + subway = mmm good

hustle

I broke my blog streak... oops.

It felt good to work again. I've only been working sporadically, and man, my checking account is suffering for it. Free lunch is always a nice fringe benefit too. Then after work it was sports all night at Shawshank Park. Three hours of basketball, tennis, and football. And tomorrow there's more football. I'm hyped. Hopefully this sticks.

time to recharge

I missed the Roots concerts in SoCal... so I was thinking:

Mar. 15 - K-Os and Gym Class Heroes at the Chicago House of Blues
Mar. 17 - The Roots with Lupe Fiasco at the Chicago House of Blues

Mar. 13 - Bulls vs. Celtics
Mar. 20 - Bulls vs. Celtics

Although I'd rather see the Bulls on the 29th or 31st of March play the Pistons or the Cleveland, that would mean no concert for a while. Damn.

better late

It's somewhat appropriate that I write this past 2am... I like doing a number of things better at night... late meals, late convos, late walks, late workouts, late blogs... I guess it fits me overall. A little bit late.

Late in general.

But not all the time. I'm learning.

So after yesterday's great buildup... I take some time to look closer at the things that washed up on the shores of my mind's beachfront, and I find that this history, much like that written in textbooks, is defined in a large part by the the author's vision of events.

The rest is simply more than we can hope to change.

Maybe I'll be more willing to leave it to You.

whoknows? Youknow. I think I can deal with that.

much appreciation

no more delusions

catch and release

It comes and goes. Today... well, today it's in full effect. I guess I should be used to this by now.

whoknows?

Ahh... you probably have no idea anyway.

It was one of those nights I felt like walking, so I did... no conclusions or revelations come about while I made my way away from campus, but the general calm of everything translated to a little bit of peace in this confusion.

Damn... I wish I bought tickets to the Roots concert today. Better to go to a concert by myself than do nothing at all.

what dreams may come

i know i don't say it often enough, so...

Hello.

I'm still learning how to swim. I chose a great time. Jumped in right when the current is strongest--in the opposite direction I need to go. Needless to say, I've been pushed back farther than I wanted, but I didn't have much of a choice anyway. Now that I've got my legs behind me, I'm making some headway, but the distance is so great... I'm so far from where I've started. And I think of stopping all the time, but I can't let myself.

... but if I ever do get there, will there be anyone left sticking around?

I'm seeing this through. If only to avoid the regret from not knowing what's at the finish.

too much

Sometimes it's still not enough.

digesting

More changes on the way. Hopefully I'm ready.

i'm listening

the voice

Every once in a while, you get the chance to rewrite your own story.

I've got my red pen.