TImothy

Timothy,

Thanks for calling me tonight. You are so far away and yet we had a great conversation. I wish we could talk more often. Too much of my life is video games and TV. Although I love them both they don't contribute to my life. What I am trying to say is that although I'll tell my kids stories of the times that we stayed up all night playing Halo 3 and watching Prison Break and drinking BooKoo Energy Drinks, I'd rather be telling them stories of Sceviour Island, and dangerous moose, and your bachelor's party.

I'm so proud of you Tim. You really took a leap getting engaged. My fear of marriage is that it takes you away from friends, which might be selfish, or untrue. Also the statistics are bad. One day I'll be married to Anna Leslie and on that day you will be there to tell me that my fears are either justified or that I need to grow up and be a better person.

I should try a to write a better blog sometime. That time being at normal hours. I have never blogged at a normal hour. A title better suited to my blog is something like "The late night traveler," or "The dark traveler" which I think is the moniker Dexter gives his dark side.

Your pal,

M. S. Herritt

Dear Jon,

Since you've been gone I have been mostly unemployed. I have a job now and it's with Chris, as his right hand man. We are staying up at the lock-in here at the VBRG.com.

Last night was the nor' easterly. A tree fell near to Colin's car but did no damage. I tossed a pumpkin up in the air like there was no other destiny for that pumpkin. (There was a destiny for the pumpkin in the form of a pie baked by Ben). I tossed that pumpkin, splat terd on the groun. Sometime after that Todd and I took turns spinning Jean around, carefully so that we do not damage her, but fast and dizzying. Even later there were beer glasses involved.

Y U never get on Skypes?

Mark

Land Locked Blues

Dear Anna,

I'm making rice right now in the kitchen. Earlier I found Jon and Tim's blogs and realized that I have not checked them since mid summer. I hope no one will ever read this but I bet people have my blog in their google reader or blogger dashboard.

I haven't had a job in over a month and although I just landed one with a respected rock gym in the area I don't really feel at peace with my life. Yesterday I met with a Coast Guard officer and he talked to me for two hours about his occupation. There are some things I like about it such as free travel, it's fairly safe and enjoys a good reputation even though it is part of the military. I hesitate because I don't want to do that to my relationships. I don't want to do that to my hair. It would seek to control me and I'm not sure how I would handle the controls.

The process did help me find out that I have 156 college credits. I shouldn't need that many and it was encouraging to find out that I haven't been wasting all my life. If I can push through Algebra I can have the thing I've done so much to work toward, an elusive college or university degree.

There are things that I need to feel at ease and a bachelors degree is up there. My goal in life is to life stress free. If I can have my things, pleasures, friends, and many trips then I should make it out of this life happier than I am right now.

last night

tonight will be my last night at the night audit. I have enjoyed it because of it's low stress, free type of barely work. If only this job paid three figures. Who reads this anyway? People who click random blog at the blogger header. I've done that and found some boring blogs. Someone will find mine and read all about me. The bro who updates only during his boring night job, and rarely.

when life hands you mellons, make mellonade.

So I don't know If I've told you yet cyber buds but my prized macbook pro's screen has been ruined. It all happened when I was in D.C. staying at a very nice art deco hotel in NW on NH. I was with Alejandro, out with his fellow disqualified team (they were in country for a moot court comp.) when I left my Macbook Pro in a compromised position on the hotel desk. The next morning after moving my car for the first time from one two hour parking street to another, I returned sat down at the desk and opened my computer. Shock, disbelief, anger. I just got wet eyed and cursed quietly.

What about those Navy snipers! Accurate! I hope Activision is working on the video game. I'm thinking zombie pirates attempt to capture a vampire crew, and when the human snipers see what's going on they save the vampires, welcome them on their navy vessel and become breakfast lunch and dinner.

ROAD TRIP!!!!!

Road Trip. Anna, Peter, Dan Good, Elliot, and Chris decided to take a road trip to London, Ontario. We've had it with all these responsibilities. I skipped work, called in sick. Who cares. The others skipped class. Chris delivered a pizza on the way out of town. We made him fill up the tank first because we had to wait for him to get a order. We drove straight there! We followed our guts. We knew the direction by the feel of the air and the rising and setting of the sun. We couldn't follow stars. London was nice. They still have a good amount of snow up there caused by the lake effects. God did we smoke cigarettes! Elliot had so many that he barfed! Chris didn't have any because he's training to be a big time mountain biker. We went to bars or coarse. We saw the large churches and tall skyscrapers. I used my holiday inn discount at a Crowne Plaza. I "forgot" to gain proof that I was an employee. In the room we played quarters until it looked like there was a murder or a suicide on the table in the room. Our knuckles were that bloody! Quarters is a lot like chess except you have to keep a quarter spinning and it you mess up then the last person gets to slide a quarter as fast as they can toward your down turned fist. We drove home the next day.

Anna

I'm probably putting on weight although my weight hasn't changed since HS. 145. Ryan got me pumped up to run the Shamrock marathon in three months. This isn't the first time I get excited to run a marathon. Brussels, trained one day for hours. Went to the web site to sign up and it was already full. Oh well. This time I'll be ready. I just know it like I know that I'm going to be at the wave on friday night. Realistically though, I only know it like I know Peter is going to be at the wave. And those odds are also very good for him being there like me running 26 miles.