August 17, 2002
It is now 7:13 pm. Before this day is over, I'll have made a batch of gooey, chewy, chocolately-chip cookies and have made my nightly bikeride around the neighbourhood with my sister. This is a great neighbourhood for bikeriding; there are hills and valleys and alley ways and it's close to several dense-forest parks for the more intense days.

I went to the gym this morning and saw Ewa. It is still somewhat numbing and unbelievable that they are now married and living not in sin, but in holy matrimony :) We chatted for a little bit before I went home to have salad and a shower.

It was beautiful today. Almost a perfect day. The last perfect day that I had was last week when Mark and I went down to the beach for some tanning and swimming and general relaxation...in fact, we agreed that it was the perfect day. 30 degrees, slight breeze, lots of sun and the water was amazingly refreshing to wade and swim out into.

I can't believe that in three weeks I'll have to go back to school. Summer is over..but it's been amazing so far. I've met happy, smiley, passionate people, people who love to laugh and eat and have a good time -- at work, at the beach, at the weddings, at the Carribean and Greek festival. I've enjoyed food...the sun, the moon, the stars. *sigh*

Mark asked me the other day if I would mind if he started reading this journal again. I said sure, but it was really nothing too interesting. (as of late I guess!) But yeah...there's something about that guy. This journal..yesterday, did not exist. The host actually cut us off...which, if not for our Johndoe neighbourhood working things out, I would have just thrown five years down the drain.

Yes...I am simply too lazy and dumb and stupid to get my shit together and download my entire journal to harddrive or disk at all. That's a lot of downloading. And that is VERY risky and lazy.

I think I'll do it tomorrow.

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