A Case of the Runs

They say where one door closes, another one opens. This door might lead me to San Antonio TX, Portland OR, and/or Fargo ND. Yep, those are the choices for my next few marathons. I think I will decide in San Diego .

Although it may not have seemed like it, yes, I came out of my last post just fine. It is obvious that I am a stressed heap and won't get any easy solutions to my stress-induced feelings. These pictures are all recent, so they aren't really as "random" as they should be... Above: I turned 25... yes, I can't believe it, either. Out of the early 20's and into the mid-20's. Since I have been down enough, I tried not to mope around further on this day. Thanks, family (and cat)! Above: Birthday loot from my sisters. I've eaten much of this stuff already and even baked from the cookbook (see next picture)... Above: This recipe was called "Lower Fat Banana Bread." Bananas have been abundant at my house lately, and the rest of the ingredients were at-hand. This was a quick bake and got good reviews from the mom, sister, and "Ukrainian." Above: No, I did not eat here, but this was the first real-life Big Boy I'd ever seen (West C

"As if that blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself up to the gentle indifference of the world. Finding it so much like myself - so like a brother, really - I felt that I had been happy and that I was happy again. For everything to be consummated, for me to feel less alone, I had only to wish that there be a large crowd of spectators the day of my execution and that they greet me with cries of hate." (Albert Camus) Lately (and not co-inciding with the fact that I hit the quarter-century point earlier this week), I have been full of negativity and a general disdain for everything -- things that I once liked, things that have always bothered me, things in general. While "hate" is a strong word, it does reflect an incapacitating feeling that has kept me from posting (it's not necessarily because I've been busy). I've been stewing in this pot long enough, so some sort of wr

I have not posted one of these in a while, so here we are... Above: Some time ago (maybe in February), I made this tiramisu. I whipped all of those egg whites without a hand-mixer, so I got quite the workout. I didn't eat any of this, but supposedly, it was very good, though could have used more Kahlua. Above: This is from a hotel balcony. One of the perks of my job is free hotel stays, and on one nice day, I decided to do some mug-shots out of pure boredom. Above: I don't think I'm ever going to try to drink anything like this ever again, especially while in a rush. This was a pseudo-bachelorette party, so you can at least see why this had happened. But even so, let's just say that this did not stay in my system for long. I'll stick with sipping off of others' beer and wine, thank you. As for the context of the night this was taken... I don't think I can mention on this blog. Above: A new banh mi (Vietnamese sandwich) place opened near me called Tip