Make haste slowly

Maybe I never cared much about the green building next to Big Al’s. Mostly since I never go near Big Al’s anymore. either way I was passing by and noticed that the building next to it happens to be a Scientology reading room or sorts. Doesn’t have any logo’s or any sort identifying markings that would tell you that it was this; just happens that when you look inside it’s plastered with Scientology stuff.

As I was idly reading my earth systems book it remended me of an old addage; one that has nothing to do with the book at all! Goes, “When you’ve come to a point where you don’t even have the time to work in exercise, then you’re doing too much.” Hasn’t come to that point in the semester but I’m hoping I can avoid it. Had to break my usually work out scheme that I’d been sticking to since getting back to chico. Whenever my scheme gets broken my body feels lazy and sluggish.

Should feel like I’ve done something today but really I don’t.

Lately my dreams have been a bit odder than usual. Of the ones when woken up that come to mind, the latest one was the oddest. After waking up I remembered that I was trying to explain to a group of people something about the travesty that was the world. The odd part wasn’t so much the topic but that we were required to sit in a cafe and as I talked what was said happened to be tickering across large megatron above us. Could be that my music plays through the night. On occasion I’ve had dreams completely change at a song shuffle.

Oh well… back to apartment and job hunting.

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Lately it feels like life is moving faster than it seemed before.  Feels like I’m stuck between reality and a dream world of which I’m part of both. On the one hand I know I’m in control of what I’m doing but at the same time it feels like I’m stuck on Auto-pilot. It all seems so set and fixed in where it all should be. Could be wrong. Either way someone will show me how it should be.

Burst the bubble and the illusion may vanish; was the illusion necessary?

Never sesses to amuse me that whenever I don my hockey skates and roll around town or go through the park — like today — there are always people who are either thoroughly amused, completely stunned, or something in between. Think I’ve been able to come up with a few groupings for the gawkers as I go through the park.

1. The people who have a huge smile on their face and rubber neck as I skate by
2. Dumbfounded people who stand there with a slack jaw and watch me go by.
3. Most amusing are the little kids who point and say, “mommy! man on wheels!”
4. Bikers on road bikes who didn’t think I’d ever be able to pass them.
5. People on junker skates who think to themselves, “how’s he doing that?” and “how does he stop without brakes?!”

Normally I’d take my mountain bike through the park but today I figured I’d lace up the old hockey skates and go through be for too many sticks have fallen down. Felt right but I can never go more than a couple of days without getting blisters.

Can’t be that impressive to watch me go through the park but, hey, what do I know?

Kicking myself is what I should be doing. It’s my own fault I don’t have anything to do tonight. Kept putting things off until the last minutes and didn’t find out the person, I thought was In town, turned out to not be in town. The original plan was to hang out with Brian and Ryan, drink a few brews, bbq something, and at some point shoot some pool. So instead to relieve my boredom I remembered that I had the game ‘Spore’ sitting around here for a while.

Basic idea behind spore is that you start out as a single cellular organism and work your way up on to land, evolve, form tribes, cities and civilizations; from there you then blast off into space and start an empire. It’s very awesome. Haven’t liked many games in a real long time. Probably haven’t sat down, played a video game, and not felt like I was going to nod off in years. So my creature turned out to be a lizard, duck, platypus type creature with wings. Not sure how that worked out but it ended up that way.

I’m bored but yet I’m still glad it’s the weekend. Seems that I always dred the winter since it puts my bike riding on hold. Been way too used to just getting up and going for a bike ride whenever I want to. My friends probably think I’m crazy to go way up into upper park right when it’s the hottest part of the day. Can never get anyone to go with me. Ryan has gone a few times but no one else seems to want to. Maybe no one owns a bike. Is that not a common thing to have? So prefer riding my bike to driving. Sure there have been a few scares where I’ve been nudged by a car but it doesn’t worry me too much. Haven’t had been hit-hit since high school and luckily I was never hurt by any of those.

I remember one time I was riding to school and for whatever reason I was riding in front of the java detour, some lady in an suv plowed into me and threw me into traffic. Apparently that would have been the perfect law suite. Maybe it was just because class was in a few minutes but I shrugged it off and road away. Think everyone there just had looks of confusion.

I may not have much to do but at least the cat looks happy in his newly found cardboard box.