So I started running, for the most random reason ever. I needed to buy new shoes, but I didn't know where a shoe store was, so i drove around until I found one. The first one I found was the Boulder Running Company, and I was too lazy to go anywhere else, or interject while they were carefully measuring my feet, videotaping me running, and finding ( Read more... )

So summer is officially boring. This freedom and lack of commitments that I was so looking forward to has opened a door into hours upon hours doing absolutely nothing. Which is actually pretty good so far. I've been playing lots of Oblivion (an awesome game by the way) and watching as much soccer as I possibly can on TV. Getting really freaking ( Read more... )

I did it! I went to SCA practice! It was a barbecue and there was no fencing today, but that was almost better. I had a chance to interact with a whole bunch of people socially and renew some old ties. In a word, it was great. Everything just came rushing back, especially everything I loved about SCA. I didn't have much interaction with tristan, ( Read more... )

So the date approaches. Today is tuesday. On thursday, I'm going to SCA practice. rather nerve-racking. Worse than a first date, i'd say. But I'm gonna do it. I just need to not think about it too much. Just do it ( Read more... )

So this is the last time I'll sit down at my desk in Baker Hall room 55 and write a blog entry. I'm surprisingly saddened by the end of the semester. For the past couple of weeks it's been all I could think about, yet now that I'm here it doesn't feel like the giant weight off my shoulders I expected it would. I guess it's because i'm on the brink ( Read more... )

for those of you who got a chance to read my old entries before I made them private, you'll have seen an entry about SCA. Now, with an audience in mind, I'll explain in more detail the origins of this conundrum. From 8th through 11th grade I was a member of the Society for Creative Anachronism. It's an organization that creates a pseudo-medieval ( Read more... )

Today I marched. As I was eating lunch with Jason, my buddy from Chinese class, across the street began a long line of people in white shirts. Mostly Latinos, but with specklings of people of all races. Jason and I sat and watched for a long time and the line just kept going. I was totally blown away by the spirit of the people. I observed to Jason ( Read more... )

Ok, so I'm still walking on eggshells about this whole public-blog thing. I'm sure it'll be a good way to express myself and such, but it's pretty new territory for me. My normal inclination is to not share many things about myself with other people because I'm afraid they'll see me as self-centered for only wanting to talk about myself. A blog, ( Read more... )

I have in the last 12 hours read 200 pages of a really thick slow-reading ethnography of a community of Bohra Muslims in Bombay. Some sentences are made of up to 1/4th or 1/3rd Arabic or Indian words. My brain hurts, my eyes hurt, and I want to sleep. Unfortunately, I have 80 more pages left, and the essay on it is due on Tuesday. Bah ( Read more... )

ok, so i decided that sharing what was basically my diary wasnt such a great idea. The more I thought about it the more i decided i want to have some things to myself. so i've made all previous entries private, and from this point on, anything you see will be written with an intended readership. and dont worry, it's not cuz you translated my ( Read more... )