Current Song: The Flaming Lips - Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots pt. 1

I remember a time, ages ago, when I was actually a motivated individual.

Nothing jumps out or appeals to me anymore.

Mitch's dad is a giant history geek like me and loves to give me books that he thinks will interest me. He's never been wrong about a book or a subject, and I let him know that I've been feeling pretty down and out and that I needed something to occupy me. he lent me a series of books he got written to commemorate the centennial anniversary of the Civil War. I hope this does the trick because I'm seriously tired of living like this.

Blah.

I can't wait for warm weather so I can go run outside again. I hate treadmill running. It's ridiculous. Yeah yeah, better for your knees and all that, but it doesn't feel right. That, and I have a weird gait and struggle to walk/run straight. I actually have to concentrate on staying on the mat or whatever it might be called.

Just figured I hadn't plagued elowel with any complaints lately. I'm well past due.

-fraz.