1/10/10

i'm not tired, i'm not tired, i just sleep.

well, today was alright. i saw the hangover for the first time, and, despite the fact that i've heard almost every single quote from it through either facebook groups or conversation, it was still quite entertaining. i ran slower in the 300m than i wanted to, but i got a brownie melt at mcdonalds and an everything bagel at the bagelry and life felt a little better. despite the fact that i couldn't find the trashcan at the bagelry and looked like a gigantic idiot, because i was essentially staring at it the whole time...

...i suffer brainfarts far too frequently.

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while at the bagelry, brandon, kelsey, emma, and i discussed brandon not running spring track. we argued that he's been running throughout his high school career, and that he should finish with it. he argued that he'll never have another chance to be on a baseball team. despite the fact that he would just be a manager and wouldn't actually play on the team. we also argued that we wouldn't be able to hang out any more (brandon, kelsey, emma, and i have been running buds since last year's spring track season) since he drives us everywhere. he argued that he had another group of friends that he hasn't gotten to hang out with on the baseball team due to his track schedule.

i all at once understand where he's coming from and don't understand where he's coming from. running gets pretty boring and repetitive, and i can understand that he would want a change in pace. but he's making a huge sacrifice, and he would essentially be letting the whole team down by not running, since he's been running since fall, his freshman year. he's also gone through the most improvement out of any runner in the history of our school. he brought down his 5k time from over 30 minutes to just over 20 minutes. so why not finish what he's started?

it's ultimately up to him, not us, and i just realized i've written far too much about this, and most people reading this don't even know who brandon is.

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i really want to get this goddamn song finished. i've been toiling and toiling over it and i still don't have it finished. it evolves enough, but it takes too long to evolve, and there need to be more interesting parts in it. i don't even have a name for it, ffs. maybe i'll go all post-rock and give it some long-blown name that has no relevance whatsoever to the song. like 'today is wednesday but yesterday was thursday'. or 'Pour Champagne et les autres'. or something. STUPID CHRONIC WRITER'S BLOCK.

i'm done for today. if you got to this point of today's blog, give yourself a pat on the back. i'm certainly impressed you got this far. here's a picture as your reward:



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1 comment:

Ben said...

That picture is amazing.

I remember the drama associated with the amount of time friends allocate to each other. My advice is to try not to let your pride get hurt so you can still be friends.

But let's be honest. Baseball >> Track. It's not even close ;)