Fuck yes.

When asked about his amazing strength, Russian wrestling and folk legend Alexander Karelin noted that others don't understand because "I train every day of my life as they have never trained a day in theirs." I guess I'm gonna be awesome for another little while.

Gift from China, or clumsy come-on? You be the judge!

So Daniel went to China. He got me a present. These are the directions. Let's not ruin this with more words.

"Method of use:put two balls in your palm, make each ball turn and twist the other so that your fingers moving drive the muscles of the hand and arm to stretch and relax. Two hands can play them in turu. A hand can also play 3 or 4 balls at the same time in different ways. 'Great Wall Brand' health balls with present good health to you."

Seriously.

I'M NOT DEAD!

I haven't posted for a little while I guess. On with the show.

So what happened while I was gone? I moved out of the house to go and live with Nic and Daniel in their apartment. Thus far, it's going pretty well, if about ten times grosser than I'm comfortable with. But we just got roughly eight times cleaner, so we're almost there!

I've done more weapons training, I went to Tiger Balm and won a gold medal this time. This included beating Sean with swords. This only happened because of him not sleeping and awkward rules, and I probably won't let him forget it. I'm re-learning the clarinet and learning the geetarr.

I went to Jasper for a few weeks. GOD that place is beautiful if you look in the right spots. There's nothing like climbing a waterfall no one was expecting to be there, and punching a glacier so hard it cried. No need to thank me. I'm just doing my part to hurry along global warming and drown those dope-loving hippies in their tracks.

Oh, and I'm spending time on becoming a more effective thinker. It's working, but it's also kind of lame. Now, to quell the anger of the masses that's surely risen in my absence, I'm going to need a distraction.

http://ca.youtube.com/watch?v=ufFT2BWh3BQ

Instant vindication. See you around String Ray!

Weak posts suck.

The wooden kind.

Fire!

So, yesterday I burned off some of the hair in front of my face and a bit of my eyebrow with a massive flame from a BBQ. Stupid match took too long to light. Luckily it's hardly noticeable. I also killed a bug with a pair of foamy nunchucks, though I had to sacrifice the orderly nature of a few desk topping items to do it. Uh, I'm gonna go hit a post and watch a samurai movie. Samurai movie. Yeah. Awesome.

Insomnia?

So it is insane when you're getting used to it. Lying in bed, every position you try makes it more uncomfortable than the last. Your head pounding with that constant "Why aren't you asleep" headache and your body wants to crash; this was annoying at first. Sure, I still have trouble separating days on occasion, but it doesn't bother me too much because days are silly abstract things anyways. I can't think quite as well as I do normally, but I'm almost there. Insomnia is fantastic. I get way more time to do things. Now that I'm used to it, I can spend my whole day doing the things I want to and spend the night satiating my boredom with things like video games and books. If I get used to this there won't be a downside, just more hours in a day, which is more hours to become more. Good overall.

In other news, I've had some wacky instances. My impromptu jogs at Massey have been going particularly well for the most part, but around the start of this insomnia thing my sleep headache didn't hold up with it. By the time I was done there was a lot of pressure in my ears and more blood in my head then there should have been. I rested- come to think of it, ate- and that fixed the problem right up. Before that I had trip to Bluerock, jogging on occasion on my way down there. I couldn't climb up the path without using my hands too much, which should've been a sign, as well as the major difficulty on the second part of the wall! By the time I sat down for a rest on the top I'd remembered that eating's good, especially if you need to replace sleeping too. But all in good fun, I got my legs sore that day and I got a ride most of the way home. I have so many cars stop by me and/or pick me up, I either know everyone or I'm secretly a prostitute.

I went to my buddy Erin's birthday party, and that was... interesting. Great fun for the most part, interjected by occasional bouts of MASSIVE AWKWARDNESS. I've decided to make it a goal that until I stop being lazy and tear down that tree house I'm going to throw a large fence post at it everyday. If persist in putting it off my airborne battering ram should get the job done eventually. Theoretically. Man, I wish I found a homeless guy living in there, that'd be good reason to tear it down. Probably with him in it. And I could spend the day pretending I was sieging a castle, and it'd be awesome.

Post.

Yes, I'm posting for the first time in awhile, it's exciting. Except for that part where nothing too interesting is happening. I'm releasing myself bit by bit, which is good, since I've been a bit tied up mentally lately. I had five days off in a row because my job and I have the mutual understanding of not liking each other now, and thank god, because I really needed them. Not for hanging around and doing nothing time, but just to tell me more about myself, let me look at things from different angles. My emotions had kind of come to a stand-still for a bit, but they're back on track.

So, what am I doing right now? In general fitness, I'm bringing one-armed push-ups back. In writing, I have an idea that I'm outlining a little more clearly in an attempt to turn it from a flash of inspiration into a proper story. (Oddly enough, the inspiration was brought on by the idea of a monkey holding a bag with a dollar sign on it.) In guitar I'm trying to learn every difficult but practical finger position I can. I want more flexible fingers. Oh, and the song I'm learning currently is Such Great Heights by Iron And Wine. My fingers are certainly crossed for that one.
I love my mind again, it's thinking like it used to; Two things on the tip of it, three going on in the background. I miss this more than I thought I would. Thinking is actually becoming a hobby of mine. I still love multi-tasking, and some thoughts I could never have come by without it. But there's just something about relaxing with a soothing sound in your ear and your eyes focused on nothing that lets my mind take me where it wants. It's good. And let's not forget about long thoughtful walks. I love Prince George when it's two in the morning, especially with nearly abandoned streets and a light rain.

Definitely cathartic. Or defenestrating, I always confuse relaxing and cleansing with the act of throwing somebody out of a window. For me they could be very similar. Wait just one minute! I have an idea...