Day: September 22, 2001

Whew,

Bloomer when it is wet is a whole different experience. I couldn’t do shit on that track.

I know I normally can’t do anything on it anyway, but I could not ride any of the courses. I was horrible. I’m convinced its the wet, cuz I normally am not that bad even when it has been a while.

Dear LiveJournal,

I hate you.

j/k

Ok, so I had this dream last night. I was playing basketball in a park somewhere, that means outdoors. It was sunny, much like today, only a few clouds in the sky, and the sun will never go behind them. The sky is as blue as it gets. But being an outdoor basketball court at a public park means being seconds rate. The court itself had at one time been nice pavement, but is now a gravely mess. You can slide on the loose stones and pebbles if you aren’t careful. The ball doesn’t bounce straight up and down because it often hits unlevel ground. So there I was shooting hoops at this place. That isn’t quite the entirety. I was shooting hoops at this place with Michael Jordan. He’s shooting, and I’m shooting. We are obviously there together, but we don’t say much. There are some others shooting around too. Then Mike starts coaching me with my shot…

I wake up.