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Summer is finally finding its way to Portland. This means that I complain about that creepy sky ball, but I complain about being cold too, because some mean person somewhere invented air conditioning Just to Torture Me.

I'll be turning 29 next Monday. To celebrate......I have to work a 15 hour day. I may go to a festival this weekend, and my roommate is threatening to make me go out after work on my birthday, even though I'm going to want nothing more than to Sleep. SLEEP.

I have decided that it's time to actually start the goal I was going to start at the New Year.....which is to try to run 1,000 miles in a year. It's not terrible - just under 3 miles a day, so if I aim for 3 miles, I should have some wiggle room....right?

I should mention - I only learned to run last year. Running is Very Hard. Your arms and legs are supposed to do things. Separate things. Mysterious things. Things that I apparently do not do the way that other people do them. So when I say I'm going to run 1,000 miles, I maybe actually mean that I'm going to move in a way that looks a lot like flying, only without the part about actually taking flight.

Someone should make a documentary about me.