kim comes in t minus 1 hour

sitting with my cool notebook. ryan (roommate) is a doofus. if a big log could talk, it would sound like him. vance, the leader of the pack, was sitting here trying to come up with a way to ask me if i wanted to go with them to some guy's place for food. i said no cuz i already ate, which is true because i'm still picking tortilla from my teeth. they've all been gone for hours with what i assume was church. they came home for 10 minutes to change and are gone again. the utah culture has seemed to have followed me.

i am going to die soon because i can't remember everyone's name. i need to use this as my reference sheet for all my new acquaintances. vance: roommates, good looking, outgoing, lds, leader. ryan: log, tall, doofus looking/talking, nice, old. that's it out of about seven people total who have told me their names.

there are a ton of peeps now chatting on the balcony for some reason. and there they go out the door. he's asking me again if i want to go. got too much to do. not helping that my room-roommate won't get his junk out of the way for me to put any of my crap. all of a sudden its summer of '02 again.

alright. let's get crackin on this working out thing. i'll keep track of everything i do here. won't be pushing myself too hard at first (me trying to use excuses), but i'll hopefully improve.

run: 1.43 miles, 15:00 minutes, 6.00 speed
ride: 5.02 miles, 78 rpm