Monday, April 16, 2012

Tis the Season to be Jolly

I live 2.65mi round trip from the store
It's an entire 59 F here! Well it was at 6:53pm at the airport.
Now is the season that everyone should be rejoicing! The sun is up, cabin fever cases are high, and the roads are dry! Mostly. Enough to bike.
Today was the first day that I got to bike to school. It was also the first day that I got to bike to the grocery store. Did you know that you can go to the customer service desk at Fred Meyer and they'll hold your giant backpack while you shop? Pretty handy. Then you go retrieve it after you're done and bike home!
And I got to use my nifty new watch.

What I learned today: The repeat lesson that moms are awesome.
Mine texted me today, it went a little something like this:
"What doing?"
"Sitting in class getting my last project." (Last project of my degree!)
"Really? What on earth do they think you'll learn? Nobodies paying attention." (jaw dropping amazement happens here)
She nailed that on the head. After our FE exam, all of my classmates and I are just along for the ride. If I wasn't such a driven individual to get good grades, I would probably stop doing hw and going to class. I've rocked my classes up to this point, that I'm confident that I could get a C in all of them by doing nothing from now until the end. (And since I can't graduate Summa Cum Laude because of having a B+, does anything really matter anymore?)
Plus, mine provided great roots for me. I read her "about me" section on google friend connect (that's how you follow my blog, by the way) for the first time. "We love the outdoors and the city life as well." Ohhh... Now I see where I get it.

What makes a Nathan:  Happy is a yuppie word...
I was given the biggest compliment today. I got home from my bike/grocery shopping escapade and Steven says, "Dude, you're such a yuppie."  (Cha-ching. Score one for me) His reasoning: I've got on plaid shorts, a polo, and I am riding around a beautiful 1984 Raleigh Alyeska. The only thing missing on that bike is leather wrapped handlebars.  ...Such a nice bike... (daydream off into the distance)
The situation that he complimented is a perfect example of who I would like to be: someone without a care in the world. (my definition of yuppie)
Someone who has those obscure trinkets (and uses them) that you thought were cool, but didn't buy. Someone with that leg up on life.
I'll take any hints on how to get to that point that I can. Offer away.

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