Huzzah

Originally Posted at 01:50 AM on Jan. 15, 2004

I finally made it to the rec center tonight. I ran into my buddy Ross last night, and we talked about playing racquetball sometime. And he called me tonight asking if I wanted to go... and I decided it'd be a good idea. We went, and I had an exhausting (good) time. I lost the first game (pretty badly), won the second game (pretty badly), and dropped the third game (a very close match). He had a good time, and I predict we'll be going again sometime soon. I'd not mind it one bit, it's good exercise, and brings out my competitive side; although I sure did get winded a lot... not doing any physical activities for a month tends to do that to you.

Career vs. Ross: 1-2 (.333)
Weight at arrival: 174 lbs.
Weight upon leaving: 172 lbs.

I have a few pounds that need turning into muscle (or vaporizing). Either way...

Exhausted, and all homework save for Spanish (time, which I kind of know already) is done (a major feat, mind you).

Spanish is up next, right after Butters farts in Eric's face, then says "Fuck you, Eric" and walks off stage - followed by bed. Night All, take it easy.