i get no respect

so i was at this reception which are basically events that have three elements: 1. an agenda; 2. free food; 3. free drinks. this one was called joys of toys put on by the american chemical society. wasn't anything special, but it was in bfe over in one of the house buildings. so i stayed for like ten minutes, ate, drank, then had to walk emily back to our building because she said she would have gotten lost. so it was totally an inconvenience for me and i got one or two thank you's from her, but starting today charitable e will end. and you're like, "ethan charitable? yeah right!" either way, i'm cutting you all off from my good deeds. well, only some. others who i know that would return the favor are safe. so now i'm on the M, over an hour after i should have been home. its dark, hot, sweaty (thanks to emily for making us run), and my night is pretty much gone.

i've eaten my second ben & jerry's pint of the week last night. you can blame that on jared. he is always craving it and i am too easily influenced to get one with him. out of bread though which is no good. i bought a powerball ticket today. i'm going to win $360 million. i've decided that my lc's, mike and will, will both get $1,000, i owe tom about a grand plus interest, and natalie c. gets a quarter. not sure what that means yet. depends on if i win.

run: 18:00 min, 7.5 spd, 2.23 miles
ride: 30:00 min, 77 rpm, 8.5 miles

there is this second annual cd rat race this saturday and i totally want to do it. its $15 each, in teams of two or more, and you get clues to find photos opps all throughout the district. for those of you cool enough to know, this is a sub-mission when you get to san fierro in san andreas. there is no way of getting first place ($500), but it's totally something to do on just another saturday. for a number of trivial reasons, brak doesn't want to do it with me. and unfortunately he is the only person i'm not afraid to ask and also one of the few peeps i could stand spending all day with.

so i'm in a jec hearing, the first since i've been here i think. anyway, the boss is the vice chairman of the committee, so next to agriculture appropriations, this is his baby. it's way over here on the house side. getting on an elevator, who gets in next to me but the boss! i called him senator as i let him in first so he'd know that i know who he was. more details, blah, blah, once we got off i told him who i was, shook his hand and we started to chat as we walked to the same destination. neither of us knew exactly where it was. we got to the room and i opened the door for him and now i'm in this freaking amazing room with tons of news cameras and more suits (i'm one of 'em). it was amazing making this grand entrance with the senator. i think ryan would really love this. it's all economic babble. there is a camera guy pointing his cam right at me. it's a little awkward.

i wonder if i could work it out where i could walk with him as he heads back.
reid: more important, bring down deficit or tax cuts?
dr. bernanke: reduce government spending before removing tax cuts.
bob: we used to be under-taxed twelve years ago. are we like that today compared to other countries? level of taxation should be a percentage of gdp.
i doubt i'll be able to walk with him because the jec cronies will be on him.

my lc's are trying to find ways to get a flight to cuba. earlier we had play-dough time with will making a pyramid complete with revolving all seeing eye, mike got creative and made snake eggs, and i finished with the salt lake temple.

i don't like people cramping my style at night. i have a schedule to keep. you can't just expect me to take three hours to meet with you and other uvs interns, mr. doug whoever you are. invites to dinner with about two minutes notice won't cut it b.

run: 18:00 min. 7.5 spd, 2.24 miles
ride: 17:11 min, 79 rpm, 4.33 miles (i'm dead) not sure what i'm doing wrong.

i'm having to sacrifice. right now left my camera at home to bring this notebook. this is history in the making. at the M now with jared, vance, and his friend chelsey on our way to old town alexandria for dinner. then after that it's off to some jazz club in the district. so now i'm on a bus going who knows where. chelsey is asking this elderly black woman what she likes to do for fun. i don't even have my ipod right now because jared is reminiscing his high school years with siamese dream. wow, these people are so outgoing. vance and her just asked the lady if she wanted to join us for dinner and now vance and some guy in the front are talking about thai restaurants. yeah, i guess i'm going to one. kim says it's awful. they told me i need to try it for myself. so here i go. now he's talking about some girl he wrote a poem to using the siamese dream lyrics. i think i'm gonna go to chili's after this.