I never know how to open blog entries, but anyways, how has everyone been? I've been...better.
I went biking with my friend Kelly yesterday (yes that red-headed Kelly) that had never been mountain biking before. I felt kind of bad since she struggled a lot even though I took her to the easiest trail in Ann Arbor but she claimed that she had fun. Of course in girl speak that could mean the face value or could just be her being nice. Anyways I made she at least went home on a good note by taking her out to dinner afterwards, because what are friends for.
As for the situation with that other girl, Leah, haven't heard from her...and frankly I don't care. I don't think that is going to be one of those friendships that lasts after "the talk". I figure if she didn't have the consideration to call me back after calling about hanging before the talk I KNOW that she isn't going to call me back when I call her about hanging out. I wish the best for her...blah blah nice comment...lip service. I'm not a mean spirited person, I DON'T blame her for her decision, but still I wish she had been a better friend before all of this self caused chaos.
But I'm glad that I'm finally getting over her. Of course I've been using the same method I've used for the last 7 years...biking my brains out, because after you've physically beat the shot out of yourself and had trees and ground lend a hand too you don't really have the strength to beat your self up mentally. It's actually quite a good method really. You end up having to choose, either you spend your brain power being emo over the girl or you use your brain power to focus on avoiding that rock or not falling off of the hill you're descending. I mean it takes a couple of head over heals rolls into the woods before your mind gets it but it works.
So I guess that's been a positive aspect to the 7 years of rejections without a single real date...it's given me, nay, it's forced me to go out and ride my bike and beat the living piss out of myself.
Anyone find this oddly "Fight Club"isk? Which is really ironic since that was the movie that I was watching when I thought of the brilliant plan to tell her how I felt. See! God really does hate me. That's just another "fuck you Jack!"
In other news, I'm competing in my first ever mountain bike race! So yes if you're in the Boyne Mountain area come out and see me race July 7th. I could use someone cheering me on. Half of me in wondering what I've got myself into and the other half is very anxious to see how this is going to turn out since it's two laps around 14 mile course (28 miles total for those who are drunk and can't add, I'm looking at you ObeyPabst.) Not an easy task in it's self. On top of that I'm competing in the Beginner class ages 19-29 which means I'm going to get the socks beat off of me since that's probably all of the guys in the prime of their life but have never actually raced much.
So yes that's my up date on my life. Now if you excuse me I have to go shower off the 18 miles worth of dirt, sweat, and blood I've accumulated from biking the shit out of my self. So I'll leave you with this beer label I made that looks extremely simple yet took a couple hours to design. It's for a home brewed beer I will be making soon. The girl is a drawing I stole from an artist named Josh Howard, I highly suggest you check out his work HERE
Ok one other thing. I'm not normally one to pass on YouTube videos but...I just love this one involving ferrets so much that I couldn't not share it with you.
I went biking with my friend Kelly yesterday (yes that red-headed Kelly) that had never been mountain biking before. I felt kind of bad since she struggled a lot even though I took her to the easiest trail in Ann Arbor but she claimed that she had fun. Of course in girl speak that could mean the face value or could just be her being nice. Anyways I made she at least went home on a good note by taking her out to dinner afterwards, because what are friends for.
As for the situation with that other girl, Leah, haven't heard from her...and frankly I don't care. I don't think that is going to be one of those friendships that lasts after "the talk". I figure if she didn't have the consideration to call me back after calling about hanging before the talk I KNOW that she isn't going to call me back when I call her about hanging out. I wish the best for her...blah blah nice comment...lip service. I'm not a mean spirited person, I DON'T blame her for her decision, but still I wish she had been a better friend before all of this self caused chaos.
But I'm glad that I'm finally getting over her. Of course I've been using the same method I've used for the last 7 years...biking my brains out, because after you've physically beat the shot out of yourself and had trees and ground lend a hand too you don't really have the strength to beat your self up mentally. It's actually quite a good method really. You end up having to choose, either you spend your brain power being emo over the girl or you use your brain power to focus on avoiding that rock or not falling off of the hill you're descending. I mean it takes a couple of head over heals rolls into the woods before your mind gets it but it works.
So I guess that's been a positive aspect to the 7 years of rejections without a single real date...it's given me, nay, it's forced me to go out and ride my bike and beat the living piss out of myself.
Anyone find this oddly "Fight Club"isk? Which is really ironic since that was the movie that I was watching when I thought of the brilliant plan to tell her how I felt. See! God really does hate me. That's just another "fuck you Jack!"
In other news, I'm competing in my first ever mountain bike race! So yes if you're in the Boyne Mountain area come out and see me race July 7th. I could use someone cheering me on. Half of me in wondering what I've got myself into and the other half is very anxious to see how this is going to turn out since it's two laps around 14 mile course (28 miles total for those who are drunk and can't add, I'm looking at you ObeyPabst.) Not an easy task in it's self. On top of that I'm competing in the Beginner class ages 19-29 which means I'm going to get the socks beat off of me since that's probably all of the guys in the prime of their life but have never actually raced much.
So yes that's my up date on my life. Now if you excuse me I have to go shower off the 18 miles worth of dirt, sweat, and blood I've accumulated from biking the shit out of my self. So I'll leave you with this beer label I made that looks extremely simple yet took a couple hours to design. It's for a home brewed beer I will be making soon. The girl is a drawing I stole from an artist named Josh Howard, I highly suggest you check out his work HERE
Ok one other thing. I'm not normally one to pass on YouTube videos but...I just love this one involving ferrets so much that I couldn't not share it with you.