Today, the weather was about 70 degrees, with light rain, mist, and wind. It was cold.

The pool was outside. It was heated, (which is actually bad for swimming,) but it was OUTSIDE.

There was one bathroom. No locker room. Nowhere to rest between events and stay warm.

Instead of events that I could possible make the state team with, I was put in a 200 yard freestyle early in the meet, and then 3 events nearly in a row at the end. 200 freestyle relay (I do 50 yards), 100 backstroke, and 400 free relay (I do 100).

This meant I did crap at a semi-distance event right off the back, sit around in the cold for a long time, then swim a lot at once. Gah.

On the bright side, I remembered to bring my trash bag so that I could wear my sweatshirt as long as possible without having to put it somewhere dry before swimming.

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I have to read 30 pages in my History book and 2 chapters from a handout the teacher gave us.

I have to write a commentary piece in English based on an excerpt from the book we're reading. The materials are in the same folder as the History stuff.

Which is at school. Along with the History book.

Ugh. I ALWAYS keep that binder in my backpack. I moved it to my locker for ONE DAY so that I could organize other classes into an empty binder. What horrible timing. I just bombed the crap out of a quiz in English (I made about a 10/100), so now I'm going to feel like a turd when I tell the teacher I couldn't do my work. Urg.

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Between all the writing I do in creative writing, and all the BS I write for English, (OK, not really all of it. But at least some of that is totally just filler) I am completely tired of writing. SO

Don't feel bad or frustrated that I'm not posting that much.

"Don't get ahead of yourself, Steve!" some will say. "How do you know people even keep up with this?"

...I don't. LET ME PRETEND!

Hey, how am I still top 5 active on Nutang? For shame!

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Lyrics to Lateralus, by Tool. The song is in my playlist to the left, and is currently working right now, if you're interested in reading and listening. (it's approx 9 minutes long) It's in the part that's alphabetized, so look for it in the Ls. :D

Black then white are all i see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
lets me see.
as below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn beyond the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.

Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must
Feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines.

Black then white are all i see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
lets me see there is so much more and
beckons me to look thru to these infinite possibilities.
as below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn outside the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.

over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition leaving opportunities behind.
Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line.
Reaching out to embrace the random.
Reaching out to embrace whatever may come.

I embrace my desire to
I embrace my desire to
feel the rhythm, to feel connected enough to step aside and weep like a widow
to feel inspired to fathom the power, to witness the beauty,
to bathe in the fountain,
to swing on the spiral
to swing on the spiral
to swing on the spiral of our divinity and still be a human.

With my feet upon the ground I move myeslf between the sounds and open wide to
suck it in.
I feel it move across my skin.
I'm reaching up and reaching out. I'm reaching for the random or what ever will
bewilder me.
what ever will bewilder me.
And following our will and wind we may just go where no one's been.
We'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been.
Spiral out. Keep going.
Spiral out. Keep going.
Spiral out. Keep going.
Spiral out. Keep going.
Spiral out. Keep going.

Keeps me up at night, man.

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