So my afternoon turned into a bit of a clusterfuck...

I was done with work at 1, and decided to head straight to the Seattle Running Co to buy my shoes, rather than head home first. Tyler had briefed me on where it was, and I was sure I would find it with no problem, and didn't need to run home to check the website to get an address.

I foundit, but only after 30 minutes of walking around, looking in the wrong place. All I had to do was look on the East side of Boradway... and Boy, did I feel like an idiot when I finally found it.

So, I got my shoes, after the whole "run on a treadmill to check you stride style" and trying on a number of different pairs and running up and down the sidewalk a bit in each one. I was in the market for a good, sturdy pair of trail running shoes, and I got some Montrails for $80, which is abotu what I was prepared to spend. However, I also opted for the $40 orthotic, moldable, insoles, to help with my nice high arches and provide some more support. I'm hoping I didn;t just waste $40, as it made the purchase into a bit more of a whole in my wallet than I was intending, but I'm really hoping these insoles help. I am pretty happy with the shoes, though.

I had also decided, when leaving work, that I would take Lemurs up on her offer of Geocaching this afternoon. I was thinking I would originally do my Friday afternoon kayak thing, and had been very non-comittal when Lemurs had emailed me on Wednesday, but I decided on a whim to go ahead and head down to Tukwila, to meet Lemurs at her place of work when she got off at 3:30.

And I would've made it, too, of not for a ridiculously bad turn I made in thickening Downtown Seattle traffic when trying to get on the freeway. That easily cost me ten minutes, putting me at "Giant Bookstore 'A'" at 3:40, Lemurs already gone.

No problem, I'll go to Lemurs and Dragon's apartment (Dragons are in Hawaii) in Kent. I got there at 4, waited until 4:30, when it became apparent that there were no Lemurs. I realized maybe I should have less off-putting when I responded to Lemurs email on Wed, and maybe tried to call or email Friday afternoon... but I Had only decided to come down a couple hours prior... so... I guess thats what I get.

So I had essentially wasted two hours driving to Kent and back, and now, thoroughly disgruntled, renturned to the house, where the roommates were lifting weights in the basement. On the drive home, I had decided to revert to the original plan of going kayaking, then lifting weights. Seeing that the roommates were already at it, I grumbled something about how I was disappointed they had already started without me, because I had wanted to go kayaking, and, well, one thing lead to another, and all three of us ended up going, and it was quite enjoyable. Then we went to the Blue Star for dinner and beer, and now I am here, needing to go to bed early because I have to be at Tylers house at 7:40 tomorrow so we can go orienteering in Cle Elum.

[editors note: everything up until the first sentence in the last paragraph was written before the trip to the Blue Star... the rest was hammered out upon returning home, under the influence of beer and a big dinner, and feeling quite loopy]

I watched Very little of the Canucks Game 6 loss to the Wild -- I was intentionally avoideing it to a large extent. I had an indoor game at 5:50, then afterwards went to the Driving Range with Cap'n Jon and Anneke to hit some golf balls -- which I did shockingly well after getting warmed up. Too bad I can't hit half that good anywhere near a real golf course. On the down side, I had Dick's for dinner for the second straight night. As much as I love Dick's as a special little treat every now and then, I certainly can't make eating there a habit.

...oh, btw, the Canucks lost 5-1... ugh... and tomorrow night is Game 7, but I'm going to the Mariners game, so... whatever...

gee, I would Never have desribed myself as "gloomy"

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Level 2 (Lustful)	Very High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	Moderate
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Moderate
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	Extreme
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Extreme
Level 7 (Violent)	Very High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	Moderate

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well, the Canucks just got their asses kicked... in fact, there are ass kickings, and then there are what the Canucks just had done to them... they will all be calling their proctologists, to say the least... that's what I get for planning my evening around the game

Last weekend -- and I'm referring to the one of April24-25th -- is just too far gone for me to write about anymore, except to say we Did have the Greg thing/Foxy Night... etc etc. And I didn't take very many pictures, for whatever reason, so I never posted them.

Last week I didn't get very many hours in at work, but that allowed me to enjoy the splendid weather of Thursday and Friday afternoon, go kayaking, and get some general errands done, including a trip to REI and LOF-ing my car.

This last weekend was Officially kicked off by the Vicki B-day observance at the Spaghetti Factory, for which I posted pictures. After that, I found myself going to bed Shockingly early -- for a Friday night -- just because I felt like it, although I also had the "reason" of getting up to go help Juli move at 9 the next morning.

The move was relatively painless, and quick, and I got a big lunch out of it. Saturday afternoon I bottled some beer -- Piss Free Pilsner -- and sat around being lazy, then played in a soccer game at 5:00 pm. We lost 3-1 to a team that didn't have legal players -- ie they didn't have player cards -- so it might stand as a "forfeit" win for us. I played decently well... I guess.

After the game, I headed up to the Tangletown with Greg and Troy, were we drank beer and argued semantics. We walked home in the rain, then Troy departed, Jon came over, and we watched a few episodes of Family Guy on DVD, which Jon brought over.

Sunday I got up leisurely, did very little much of the day, the played in the aforementioned (previous blog entry) miserable soccer game -- a 2-2 draw. Then it was Foxy night Luau, where We tried the first few sips of Pineapple Lambic (a joint venture of Ambig. Dis. Brewery and Atomic Wang Prods.). It certainly pineapple-y!

Later this evening, I will go about my usual weight lifting routine, then rush upstairs to watch the Canucks try to close out the series against Minnesota.

so there you go... that was kinda a lame entry...

I played in a soccer game this afternoon/evening, and it was so god-damn cold, wet, and windy, I thought maybe I had slept until November, and I was kind of pissed off that I had missed the Summer. Anyway, I got so fucking cold and wet out there -- and it must be noted that similar conditions in the winter are met with greater preparation in terms of clothing and mindset, thus apparently exaggerating the effect of these conditions this time of year -- that I had the heat cranked in the car while driving to Kent for the Foxy Night Luau and was still shivering. It was that damp-and-chilled to the bone feeling that makes one wonder what dying of hypothermia must be like... not pleasant, I must say....

Anyway, that's 'bout enough of my weather-related whining... I could write more (and lord knows I haven't been writing enough in this space lately) but I want to go to bed... lousy depressing Sunday nights!