vance and i are going to the rally together. weird. but he is so laid back and chill. it'll be fun. weather is so perfect. total gray overcast, breeze, mid 60s maybe. i'm coming in from the jefferson memorial so i'll hopefully get a really good sight of the white house.
oh yeah. had to split up with vance because problems with the trains and he thought it would take forever. so he'll just come later.
sweet ass! tickets for the washington monument at 12:30. gonna be a good day for that. i feel like i'm in boulder with all these hippies. so i'm walking the march and it is pretty amazing.
virginia tech is so amazing. their defense is unbelievable. and marcus vick for heisman candidate.
i've had a really good life. what i mean to say is that i complain far more than i should, having the life i do. i've not had a life where money is no object (what a weird phrase). but i've had a number of times in my life where i can live and not have to worry about money. it's like what i may have already said, but my life has had lots of ups and downs. as far as i can remember, it's been no money, then money, then no money, then money, then no money, then money again.
walt disney by weezer is on my ipod right now and its so random because this song is reminding me of ryan because we listened to it on the way here and i'm pretty sure he made some smart ass remark about the song. i'm gonna treat myself so some cold stone tonight. banana ice cream with oreos.
personally, i think we should all bare the burden of katrina and rita and taxes should raised. it's unreasonable for us to pay the whole tab, but our fair share should go into it.
you know how many people say i live in the past? well i can say that to a certain extent i do. but, i think there is a much bigger idea that is involved here. lately, the past couple months, i've really been so taken by the past one hundred years and how life was so much different and innocent. and how it will never be again. and how i would of loved to had been a part of that. i think i would have wanted to be born in 1915 if i had it my way. and preferably live through the ensuing wars.
run: 16:00 min, 7.5 sp, 1.98 miles.
ride 7:56 min, 76 rpm. gave up.
i like the sundays. and i'm nostalgic. first real rain today. it was nice. not nice on my suit however. didn't have the brella, but that is one mistake not likely to be repeated.
run: 16:00 min, 7.5 spd, 1.98 miles.
ride: 25:35 min, 88 rpm, 7.5 miles.
every time i leave the gym i'm so sweaty and embarrassed someone will notice and realize how disgusting i am.
just realized that i am working with some of the smartest people that i've ever met. some of these people know everything about everything. specifically i'm talking about the ld's, chief of staff's, and senators. the la's know everything there is to know about their particular issues, which is still very impressive. the peace rally had related rallies yesterday and 370 people were arrested.
i need to stop in this hallway long enough to write down that i need to find a time to sit down and just write about stuff going on. just a nice update would be nice.
run: 16:00 min, 7.5 spd, 1.98 miles.
ride: 20:42 min, 84 rpm, 5.9 miles.
gave up again. just straining to keep it going.
i got this blister on the back of my index toe on my right foot. it's gotta be from running. generally i rarely get blisters. i lost the pen i had been using forever with this notebook. i'm pretty sure that some crap ryan left here is still sitting out in the apartment. it's been like three weeks now!
grayson is finally departing in the morning. hurray for me because i get somewhat more of a bed now. and the mattress i'm on now is gonna go on my new bed so i'll be rollin on tres mattresses. i'll be like the princess and the pea. okay that was gay. he had a little going away bbq out in the courtyard tonight. made my usual ten minute appearance and came home to exercise. i have to deal with him for one more night though because he still has to pack everything and catch a flight in approximately seven hours. hopefully i don't have to go through some awkward goodbye with him. maybe i'll go sleep in my jeep tonight. did i ever tally up my sleeping places since i left? sleeping bag, floor, futon, mattress, motel bed, couch, jeep passenger seat, another couch, bed, pull-out couch.
there's another intern at the joint economic committee (jec) who's pretty cool. her name is emily and she wants to live in nyc even though she's never been. she also wants to be a criminal profiler.
speaking of, grayson is going on a mission to bolivia or bulgaria or something for the lds church. he's also a snazzy dresser, but he is a red head.
sitting in the caucus room again at a foreign operations committee hearing on darfur. wish they had donuts. could sure use a donut right now. this is so boring and the guy is talking too fast.
i wish i could remember miles davis dying in 1991. i do remember lucille ball dying however.
just when i finally get the real bed and a place for anything, jared's girlfriend is coming as we speak and staying until saturday. so it's actually worse because i'll be out on the futon in the living room. at least before i could actually get peace and quiet. so now i'm laying on their double twin king they are gonna sleep on. someday, i'll have a real bed of my own.
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