ended the week on a high note, walk in the park w/Pret. Who knew asphalt could be so infused with meaning?
Question: wassup w/the phone? This one seems divided upon gender lines (with exceptions of course). With guys, phone conversations occur erratically, are VERY brief, and generally consist of a few grunts and a nod (yes, you CAN nod over the phone). Then, you can not speak for weeks. With women it's dif, i.e. "why didn't you call?" It's a phone. Only a phone. Exists for data transmission. Jeeeeeeeez. I obviously get this alot.
This am, hang with the club, then off to the Pat LaFontaine run-gotta get my bib signed. Know I should take this day off, but what harm can a mile do? Esp w/14.2 manana. Get to bed early then hit NYC. More to come kiddies!
***This just in: did the race, knee hurts, but the ligament seems intact...for now...
Saw Polansky on my way to the start, he broke my balls saying I looked "excited," (I was terrified of causing permanent damage, yet couldn't NOT do the race. Accounts for crappy time: 7:55, but hey, I'm not in the hospital.). If you're preregged, you run the fuckin' thing.
Sue n' Vince were there wearing enemy uniforms. Tsk tsk tsk. At least I stayed true.
Tom couldn't make it, stuck @ home t.c.b. Picked up his stuff for him.
Looks like a few GLIRC'ers will make the scene manana. Nice. THIS is what it's all about. Be there and be present. THIS is how you stay in the loop.
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