Out of Complaints

Here goes my 3rd try lapping around the shoreline. 

 

It's so early. I wanna go back to bed. I woke up and grabbed my keys and wetsuit and drove straight here...took maybe 5 minutes...so I'm still in that "foggy sleep" mode you get until you step into the shower.

 

I wonder if my pillow is still warm.

 

It's so quiet. Not a soul in sight. Just the traffic behind me. Both eerie and relaxing.

I just cracked my jaw from yawning.

Ok, enough. Let's do this.

My stinky little tribble

Got to play with bff Iram's new fluffy doggie today. He's so cute. 

My request to name him "Seven of Nine" was immediately vetoed by the entire clan. 

These people have no vision.

 

Robot throws a Big Red



 

News at 11.

Well, merde.



BTW, Canadians... "poo-TAWN"?
Just French fries and gravy.
Get over yourselves.

Canadians detect my Midwestern accent at the first syllable. Unlike Amurrkans, they hear a "distinctively eastern Asian twang" (not my words). 

 

Though, just now, I wonder how much of that is influenced by the visual, and the comparison to members of Toronto's huge Chinese population.

 

I certainly blend in here. To the "Asian is Asian" many, at least.  Makes me feel comfortable, but insignificant. Also reminds me of my ex's terminal case of Yellow Fever.

 

 

DAMMIT!!

 

I'll never make it.

 

I'm goin' back to sleep. 

#icanholdit
#strangelandstrangewater
#neverdrinkwaterbeforebed
#kegelsdontfailmenow

What would Oto-chan say?

Met a friend at the pool today. We arrive at the same time. But she has 4 kids, so...not sure how long that'll last.  She's really nice, though.

I'm going to start using the lake for the current and resistance. I'm pretty sure she won't tag along. I gotta start taking this seriously. I'm only up to 9 laps (which is 18 lengths, or 1/4 mile) in about 25 mins.  That's not great. And I stop for a moment around the 10th length because my chest tightens, so I have to breaststroke or something to get it to calm down.

 

I may not make it. But I really, really want to.

Gotta get up and try, and try, and try.

On Promises

I made a promise to a friend last year. She had just given birth, and was struggling with cancer. I promised to watch after her daughter, and to help fight for a cure.

I've secretly been honoring the former promise, and, really minimally, the latter promise. But not committedly. Now I'm starting to get that nagging sense of responsibility, the way you do when you put off paying a bill. 

Instead of just donating money, I feel the need to get out and do something. To put everything I have into it. To make up for neglecting it before. 

Cut to this week, I'm prepping for the 2014 Against the Tide event, held in Massachusetts (her home town). It's a competitive 1 mile swim, and I have the opportunity to raise money from family and friends.

We'll see how it goes. I may wuss out. I'm not a great swimmer, but I could certainly use the workout regimen. I've been using the pool at the Y on Tuesdays & Thursday mornings. I thought swimming before work would give me energy, but it leaves me sorta tired.

ALVH is on. I now realize it needed a more sweet-ass title for people to take it seriously. To get past the whole, "OMG, what have they done to my favorite American history lesson??" To consider it a formidable opponent in the horror/fantasy movement.  It's so good.  Even now, I'm smiling at the plot's seamless transitions between gothic lore and true stuff.  So clever.

I'm in Toronto next week. I can't say "Toronto" unless I, in my mind, add the "t-o-r-o-n-t-o-TORONTOO!" the way Marc did.

I want a walk on role as a walker on TWD, dammit. I must've submitted my audition to AMC 20 times now.  My girlfriend and I are hooking up for "The Bachelor" auditions.  Long story.  Hey, neither of us are exactly "Bachelor-bait" (i.e., giant blondes with pedigrees)...  But we can laugh about sitting in a room with 300 other women one day.

Lots of other, more heavy things happening right now. Just not ready to be this open with them yet.

I am definitely headed to Japan permanently. My job's not very fun atm. That's the lighter of the heavy stuff.