where do i begin?

welp, i guess this is the place where i write stuff. i was thinking about starting a journal, but then i remembered the beaver i saw swimming in the stream behind the bookstore today, and i thought...hmm...i wonder what that beaver would want me to do. then i decided that since it is 2005, i could maybe spare some trees and write stuff electronically. the only thing that kinda sucks is that i have to be at a computer to do this thing...so, i might keep a journal anyways. screw you beaver. there's something to be said for doing things the old fashioned way every once in a while too.

anywho...the summer was awesome. despite some colombian stalking and the daily evan episode, i still managed to have an awesome time. i met people who inspired me to do cool stuff (like rock climbing and randomly wearing glitter). the fancy twins rocked my world with their constantly smiling faces. seriously, they're good people. gorham , the trumpet player i stood next to, made me look forward to going to work everyday, even if it was 105 degrees. i knew he'd make me laugh and i knew i wouldn't be allowed to take myself too seriously around him. jeff, john, and mike inspired me with their professionalism. important lessons were learned almost daily and that's more valuable to me than the money i managed to come home with.

fun was had. i made a small fortune playing poker in atlantic city with colin and evan. matt got me into rock climbing. (climbing = sweetness) i'm gonna try to get up to the climbing wall about once a week this year to improve on this awesome skill. i need to get some gear as well. i made it up to nyc to hear slide hampton play at the vanguard. he played the music of antonio carlos jobim and it was like candy to my ears. the dorney music was good and challenging and all, but hearing slide play was just what i needed at the end of the summer. i bought his cd there and everytime i listen it it reminds of that night, which is totally worth the $20 i spent. in addition to the traveling i managed to entertain myself in allentown, which is no small task and usually involves the bar. poker nights at jim's every monday was my favorite hang by far, however.

so now the fun of summer is over and it's time to revisit reality. i'm gonna do my best to make sure that this is a year well spent. living by myself should prove to be helpful. for those who haven't seen my place yet, it's the ultimate bachelor pad. i love it. the neighbors however, well, the verdict is still out. last night i spent a good half hour unintentionally (honestly) evesdropping while they sat outside, talking about how in their day they put a man on the moon and today's generation has done nothing. i seriously laughed aloud a couple times. the guy who would randomly interrupt himself to sing along to the radio they had playing was talking as if he was head of the space program or something and deserved all this credit for being alive when armstrong set foot on the moon. and right now, they're over there yelling "yaaaaaaaay". i'm not sure what it's all about, but i think they might be playing a video game or something. which is sorta weird because it's a little after 11pm and i'm fairly certain that none of them are under 40. oh well.

well, i guess i'll stop there. tomorrow i think i'm gonna try to write about my plans for the year. i've been thinking about them a lot and it's time to put something down in writing. g'nite.