Congratulations to Tobias who finished the cross country competition Vasaloppet in under nine hours. That’s 90 kilometers (56 miles) on skis. And it was done on a dare, so congratulations on being manly about it.
I’m updating the old blog posts to fit in with the 640 pixel style I’m sporting now, and find myself being embarrassed about some of the stuff I wrote. Even more full of myself than I am now, pretentious and whiny. Can’t believe people wanted to hang out with me – I would have been annoyed with me. And I never capitalise any letters! What’s up with that? Some of the old links are dead, but I’m not going to update those for fear of disturbing the fossil record.
It occured to me that I should improve upon myself more actively. Or if not improve per se, then at least try something else on for a while. Not drinking for a month? Draw for half an hour each day? Publish an hour-by-hour record of my day every evening, so as to find out where all those hours disappear?
Like: 13:00-14:00 – Checked email five times, read about mosquitos then malaria then Egypt then pyramids then about DIY stone masonry. If I linked to anything interesting I find, would you like it or does it sound shit? For me it would be sort of a self-exploration type of thing; I don’t use the time of day properly and would like to get more out of it. I go for runs and prepare the school work that me and Ana are doing at Chalmers, but that’s about it. I’m not really being an active agent of my own destiny and could use the extra push of being accountable.
Fuck it, I’m going to try the non-drinking thing. As of Saturday 28th February I’m not drinking booze for a month. I managed to go to a bar and drink nothing but the non-alcoholic beer for an evening. It’s odd how you look at others when when you’re sober and they are not. It goes a long way to explain why straight edge people and Christians can be such obnoxious twats – seeing people getting sloshed and blurry can get tiresome, I imagine.
