Stagnance

I much preferred our limited spring to this intense summer. I had a $35 electric bill in April... no A/C, no heat, and it was perfect. Now, and my balls will agree, it's getting a little thick.

The working life is much as you'd expect. But somehow, with the days more pleasant than January, I find myself staying later and later everyday. 5:45p is becoming the norm. I must be out of my mind.

I saw "Knocked Up" last Friday. I'll go ahead and put it on the pile with the rest of "those" movies. It definitely had its moments and was maybe more romantic-y than movies flying under the same banner, but I won't put it down as one of the defining films of our generation.

This weekend I'm back in Grove City from balls-late Friday night until sometime early afternoon-ish on Monday. First-stop: Treehouse. I reckon it'll be like 1 in the morning, but I'll be there. Kevin's Graduation Party is on Saturday and Shannon's commencement is Sunday. I believe Thursday is our 7-year anniversary. It's... it's getting a little out of hand.

I feel like I should have some kind of meaningful hobby to occupy my late hours. CSI and Odin Sphere might not be enough to live a full life. Thursday Afternoon Frisbee is a start, but there are at least 6 more days in the week where I don't have anything to do but read. So? What shall it be? Amateur taxidermist? Write the next great American novel? Stalk my neighbors? I'm certainly open to suggestions.

I also think I might be doing myself a disservice by only updating this thing every 3 weeks. Be prepared for days where I just read the news and spit a paragraph about what I think. It's certainly not original, but dammit, it's something to do.

That's about gonna wrap it up. More to follow, when/if it happens.