Yes, this update is two weeks late, but what can I say? The important thing is that I played the part of a lumberjack a couple weeks ago. Why is this? Last November, a big storm swooped down and knocked a tree down in my yard and it rained almost every day until the snow started. Not exactly ideal for chopping up a tree. So I figured I would wait until spring, and it looks like my plan worked! I had help from a couple of Jen’s friends; the guy there on the right is Nathaniel, who actually did most of the main tree trunk later that day. So now I have incomprehensibly large ass-loads of firewood for the winter!

Recently a friend from work submitted a dietary plan to a former Mr. Universe who happened to be visiting his health club. If I were to do the same with my old plan, Mr. Universe’s first question would most likely be, “Are you on a diet?” After my invariable answer of “no”, Mr. Universe’s head would surely explode into tiny little bits. My tendancy to adhere to the traditional 3-meals a day, avoiding empty calories like pop, placed my average daily caloric intake at around 1500 calories. Ouch. With a metabolism like mine, that’s basically starvation levels, with a likely mix of malnutrition for good measure.

It’s not So Deep, but Tsugaru has fallen! It took a few tries, and it’s not consistant quite yet, but I got an A on that damn thing. Tsugaru is one of the harder 9-footers, otherwise known as Catastrophic difficulty. I’ve gotten A’s on other 9-footers, but this one is an utter bitch. So Deep is harder yet, if only due to the sheer level of stamina required to finish it at full speed.

Well, my trip down to the Coral Ridge Mall went splendidly. I arrived around 12:30, others showed up between 1:30 and 2:30, many of which were great crowd pleasers, especially the girl who managed to AA and FC So Deep. I should also mention that she did this while wearing heavy Hot Topic black pants, and a black shirt, all while not breaking a sweat. Scary. The guy I came to play with started off with doubles and almost pulled off a 10-footer as his final doubles song. These people are freaking pros, man. So now I have to practice more to avoid making an idiot out of myself in their presence.

On a bit of a whim, quite possibly brought about by lack of sleep, heavy drinking, and a sharp blow to the head, I purchased a printer from eBay. Normally this would be cause for concern! Such a risky lapse of judgement usually results in waking up next to an ugly transvestite who promises to be a good wife. Luckily for me, instead of an exotic VD, this time I only got a really good deal.