I have this over­whelm­ing urge right now to take the Trooper out to the near­est muddy field and just tear loose until I can’t see out my wind­shield any­more. I can pic­ture it in my mind’s eye, down to my face, which is plas­tered with a demonic grin stretch­ing ear to ear. It reminds me of Ed Norton’s line in Fight Club: “I wanted to destroy some­thing beau­ti­ful.” What the hell is wrong with me?

Well, instead, I’m gonna write a post and try to pass out.

Before I get into today, though, I for­got to men­tion some­thing in yesterday’s post. When Aaron L, Thu H, and I went to Drew’s place to get him, he was in the shower when we got there. Thu H went in to look at his bed­room, and naked Drew went from his bath­room back to his bed­room. Aaron L and I expected some scream­ing or per­haps slam­ming of bod­ies, depend­ing on how well Thu H man­aged to hide her­self. But then she came out fine, and got a new t-​shirt to boot! The moral of the story is, good things hap­pen when you see Drew naked.

Today… woke up in stages, call­ing Peggy every so often to make sure she was work­ing on her paper. I would fall back asleep after each call until about 8:30. Woke up for good and did some chores around the house. Went online after that. Got some new manga. Read blogs. The usual bum­mage, in other words. Proof-​read two of Peggy’s papers.

Went to lunch with Aaron L and Thu H after that. Aaron L sug­gested Chipo­tle, and I coun­tered with Guad. Appar­ently other peo­ple had the idea, because we ran into a huge APhiO study group. They were fin­ish­ing up as we got there. Ate fast and chased after them to John’s house. It’s very nice. We played a cou­ple of rounds of Smash Broth­ers on the big screen, and then it was time for the ser­vice project.

I actu­ally got us rolling pretty early, but rolling all around Davis to col­lect every­one in the car took a while, and we hit some traf­fic, too, so we were about fif­teen min­utes late to the project. The tag­ging itself was pretty straight­for­ward. We just took the rub­ber duck­ies and slapped num­bered stick­ers on them. Some of them were pre-​numbered from pre­vi­ous races they had been in, so we just stripped those off first.

The project was sup­posed to last from 5 to 8:30, but we fin­ished just a lit­tle before 7. Then they loaded the crates onto a flatbed truck and force-​fed us pizza and soda. They made us take the left­overs home, too. I felt kinda bad. I think they give us too much for the amount of work we do for them. And con­sid­er­ing cer­tain recent events, I’m try­ing to accept as few perks as pos­si­ble on projects.

There was a lot of service/​pledge par­ent talk. That’s where quote comes from.

Keep in mind the project is sup­posed to be 3.5, and we actu­ally did about 2 hours. I might have to dock him 1.5x hours. Let that be a les­son to all of you. Don’t be bad chairs!

Oh, and Aaron L lied at the project and Eric didn’t believe him. Amaz­ing! I think the train­ing may actu­ally be kick­ing in.

Back to Davis. Took a shower. Heard about a cou­ple of events going down, but I didn’t feel like going to any of them, really. Just stayed in bed and read my book. I’m actu­ally get­ting close to done! But no more for tonight… I’m just… tired. No, not tired. Weary. That’s a bet­ter word.

Good night!