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My breathing is labored and my left elbow is nearly immobile as I complete this entry. I feel old. It seems these days that every time I venture out of my apartment, that injuries and confusion are inevitable. I get lost. Always. Yeah I'm in a new place and yeah I was born to a mother who couldn't navigate her way out of pants with one button, but still...I feel old. Geriatric feelings are only substantiated by my proclivity to fall and hurt myself. Albeit, yes, my falls don't require hip replacements or that I carry a pendant to alert authorities when I take a dive, but they suck nonetheless.

On a more positive note, today was my first day snowboarding for what I hope will be a long and fruitful winter season. Colorado is truly gorgeous right now and this was my first taste of what life wil be like for the next few months. Driving in the snow was terrifying, even though I have done it before. This time somehow, it was like a life or death video game. I stayed fully upright and as close to the steering wheel as possible (again, elderly style) for the whole time...with no music on. I really hope I get more comfortable with this winter driving stuff.

I sure am ready to come home on tuesday. Seeing all of you will be awesome and should make forgetting about my piles of schoolwork real easy. For now I must rest my bruised ribcage. Holy crap, my next door neighbor looks identical to a young Kiefer Sutherland.

Update: Tonight (sunday) I walk out of my apartment with a cup of Ramen soup, slip on some ice, and spill boiling hot water all over my hand. Someone is telling me to revert to a sedentary lifestyle.

Does anyone else wish that the new U2 song would go away?