I suppose thats my bad that I didn't realize it was an El Nino year

I just KNEW that somethign was fishy when it was 55 and sunny in feburary. Here I am sitting to myself saying " gee, I usually hate this month, what a pleasent surprise " and then like a sock full of quarters to the dome BOOM and it starts to rain forever. Funny things to look back on. I fancy this week to be like when I get caffine overdoses and all of sudden wonder why I'm so depressed only to realize that I accidentally drank too much coffee. Again, funny things.

Court case is less than a week away. By next week I will either be potentially 700$ richer or...well...You know I'd rather not think about that.

Stay positive, 700$: Assload of food/One Ultegra groupset

Cheers

Rain lethargy

Maybe its just the tasty burger that I just ate or the persistent rain or the fact that I'm recovering from a race weekend but I for real am soaring in the clouds. Not in a dream sequence cathartic kind of way but more so as if I were an airplane caught in turbulence.

When basic brain functions stop its best to wither let go or fight it into obscurity. In this case I don't know which way to go.

Lets see...

A great weekend has just passed and I now find myself thoroughly buried in spring break shenanigans; which at this point just means that I woke up at ten today as opposed to nine on a normal school day. I'm fairly confidant I'll be working several times this week which means a couple days at the factory but sometimes its just nice to clock out and let your mind wander while you organize huge amounts of paper. Something about that place is very stimulating for me. Definitely not all the time but I swear I feel like I'm in a Goddard movie when I work sometimes.

The UO/OSU omnium was this last weekend and the entire event has left me on a very good note. Granted I'm still recovering like any normal person and am still sore from falling on my ass yesterday but there's truly nothing like finishing all three races comfortably. Its probably important to note that last year I came out of this weekend feeling much different. Cold, dead, lacking motivation, etc...

Honestly I'm at a loss for words describing fully what it feels like to do "okay" on a race weekend and yet there is something about just being able to finish with a pack that is very satisfying; like what I'm doing isn't just me struggling to finish.

Writing is muted write now. Don't exactly know what that means but I'm rolling with it.

Good deal.

First Ride Of The Season

That's right I capitalized everything in that title, because it might as well be a book. I will admit it is funny writing about my first actual ride when the Eugene/Corvallis race is just around the corner and the Boise race is over and finished with. Everyone gives me massive shit for not showing up to weekend/training rides over the winter but can we be honest here for a second. If Portland were a child it would most definitely be bi-polar and I'm not about to kit up and go outside when I know that it could all of a sudden decide that it wants to dump rain. I don't care what anybody says, when you're out their riding and its cloudy but not raining and you feel that first drop hit you're face there's definitely a feeling of disappointment; even in the most dedicated of NW people. So it should come as no surprise that my first ride came in 55 degree weather and in almost completely clear skies. At the very least I'm consistent. I can accept being cold and wet while riding a bike, I only request that I'm racing cyclocross when doing so.

Smack dab in the middle of finals week and I must say I quite pleased with myself. I said it last term and even though I failed to do so then I'll say it again; there's a possibility that I could get straight A's for the first time in my life and this pleases me. My writing teacher, in an unexpected but pleasant turn of events, said she really enjoyed my writing which was great to hear. I'm once again trying to write a story on my own time and hearing from a professor that I'm good at developing character only makes me want to write more. My German final took a nice turn for the better as well. To anybody who thinks Spanish is the easiest language to learn I dare you to try German. It's like English in so many ways I'm amazed more people don't speak it.

The last time I showered was last week so I'm going to take care of that in earnest.


DBF

Oh Upstairs Neighbor

Finally all your ruckus and late night shenanigans are being paid for in the form of me stealing your internet. Oh, what goes around comes around my friend and with this soiled Berber carpet as my witness I pledge I will milk this cow for as long is it keeps letting me touch its tits.

Although this last week has been full of stuff its just a taste compared to these next two. Finals approach and I won't go as far to say that I want this term to be done, rather that I've learned quite a bit and would like to offset that with a week of shenanigans; namely spring break.

Also I say shenanigans but half of that time is probably just going to be dedicated to working at the factory.

Collegiate cycling starts in two weeks. Different life perspective this year round but I'm still excited.

Writing and Writing

If I ever get this screen play sounding coherent I'll be incredibly thankful. I've started actively writing again and its a lot harder than it looks. Fortunately I've already got a big picture idea already in my head, I just have to get to place where when I explain that picture to people, they'll be in a place to understand it. I got the idea from this book called Einstein's Dreams. Really well done, and I enjoy the concept of time it tries to explain. We all sort of take for granted that time is linear, but what if that wasn't the case. What if things were non-sequential, and surreal, but still exuded a powerful feeling.

I suppose that's what I'm trying to create.

Ideas:

- A series of stories moving toward one moment
- A road story but not identical to Garden State.
- A feeling as if it were written by Charlie Kaufman.

I wish I had an identical twin to bounce ideas off of.

My life is a series of slow moving finances with fast moving ideas

Which is a good thing and a bad thing.

It's almost been two weeks since I worked and by my calculations I might get something around 60 for my next paycheck which is lame, sort of.

If I get 300$ each month I could

- pay of my credit card debt in four months, ( fuck dawg )
- pay of my heating bill and have 215 left over in one month ( better than fuck dawg )
- buy a zoom h4 and Boss RC-2 in 1.5 months ( hella dawg )
- graduate sooner than I expected and be truly fucked because I don't have a steady job and want to be a comedian/artist/graphic designer/director as a profession

( tits yeah dogg)