Ultimate Frisbee

I have been invited to play Ultimate Frisbee with Brad and some of his friends this Wednesday. I have to admit, I am SUPER nervous about this. I haven't really played any sports since I left Buffalo like 3 years ago. I haven't run all out, besides on treadmills, in about that same time. Plus, Brad and I have talked about which one of us is faster, and I really don't want to find out that its not me. (I am most afraid of that last one. Stupid Alpha Male pride!) I can just use the excuse that no one knew me and that's why they were afraid to throw to me. Maybe......Or I could just rock it out! (I'm hoping for the latter.)

Guitar Problems

I have been fiddling around with my guitar a good deal lately. I have come to a few realizations about playing the guitar and myself.

1) The amount I play the guitar has a positive relationship with the amount I want to buy a new guitar. The more I play, the more I want a new one.

2) The more alcohol I have consumed, the better of a guitarist I THINK I am. Don't really know if its true or not.

Evolution

I don't really believe in evolution, though I do know that I can't disprove it. I won't say that we haven't changed over time, but the idea that we came from nothing just doesn't make sense to me.

What makes less sense to me are arguments like this video trying to disprove evolution using.....peanut butter?

Building A Better Body

Speaking of a routine, I recently bought a bike. That sentence really doesn't make sense by itself, since buying a bike has nothing to do with having a routine, but, in a round about way, it does. See, I want to get into better shape. The issue is, I'm not much into lifting weights. I do enjoy swimming but the pool we have at the house really isn't big enough for that. Biking is also a physical activity I enjoy so I am hoping I can get into a routine of biking everyday/every other day. I would like to eventually do a race or something. Maybe eventually ride it over longer distance.

Maybe I should focus on doing something more than just going around the block....

Worring About This Semester

I am an A student. At least normally, and it is what I want to be. Last semester, while working the night job, I studied a lot and felt like a good student. I put a little effort in and ended up getting pretty good grades. This semester is sort of a whole different story. I haven't read any of my books. I didn't study for my Spanish test (and I got an 80 on it). To top it off, I am working less than last semester and have much more time to study, but I just choose not to. I really wish I had better discipline. I really think I need to work on a routine of studying, working and social life to balance it all out. I think that was the benefit last semester, I knew what time I had to do things. We shall see, but I hope to right this ship soon!

A Good Life

It's funny how often some people can go from having a great day to having one of the worst days ever. I can be one of those people. Recently, during one of these days, I stopped and thought about it. I really have a pretty good life. I have all I need and many extras. I think I have met some of the most wonderful people in the world and am grateful for all the friends I've made.

So, when those days come, I pause and think about it. I think about all the things I'm grateful for and end up always saying to myself, "I have a really good life."

I have started saying this to myself almost everyday. Not that the days are bad, but it does seem to make them better.

Chicago, in Arizona?

I don't really care about tv. Brad doesn't either although he does enjoy occasionally watching Craig Ferguson. This desire kicked in for him the other night and, since we have cable internet, he decided to hook the tv up too. Now we aren't paying for any cable tv, so I didn't think we would be able to get anything, but Brad was happily able to watch his show.

A few days later, I was bored at home and decided to see what was on the tv. I flipped it on and scrolled around to see what stations we got. I excitedly found Discovery, which is where it stopped at my last place. I kept going and found we get most stations. One was even showing James Bond in Spanish, which I had to show Brad when he got back. Even better than that, I flipped over to a local news station. A local CHICAGO news station. Weird, I know. That oddity caused me to stay there for a few minutes. I even noticed it was the correct time, 2 hours ahead of Phoenix (at least, I assume that is the correct time for them.)

Not that I even watch the local news here, but its nice to know that I can keep up on Chicago if I get the sudden urge to know what's going on in that city.