Ok, so I havent blogged since Thursday. This means I have to remember what I did Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Oh, and today.
Thinking...

Friday I worked, then, ah, oh yeah, I watched Tomb Raider and proceeded to wine until Jen and Ben went and rented Shattered Glass (SARAH- you HAVE to see this, Hayden=So HOT) and Kill Bill Vol. 1. Watched Shattered Glass and in the middle talked to DK, Tasha and Gillian. I was so bummed afterwards. Tasha and Gill and Abby and DK sounded like they were having mega fun and then Gillian was all, oh yeah, Im going to NYU. What the WHAT? But, Hayden Christensen helped me through the tuff time. A little. I hate missing out on fun.

Saturday I worked. It was stupid. Like normal. I came home and found out that Dan and Sean wanted to drink so Jen and I went back out to Cheney and hung out until around 1:00 because we had to sleep a little before Bloomsday. (Bloomsday ->See: 7.24 Mile Race on the Streets of Spokane.)

Sunday was SHIT MAN. SHIT. Who runs for fun, honestly? One of Jens aunts backed out of walking Bloomsday so I was volunteered to do it instead. I got up at 6:10, took a shower, put on my running clothes and laced up my shoes of death. We drove over to Sharons house, (Jens sisters husbands moms place) picked her up and then headed into Spokane to Jens parents house to meet up with the rest of the Bloomsday people.
Bloomsday is a annul race Spokane has and havnt taken part in it since my 6th grade year. You start staggered in the streets of Downtown by the total time you estimate it will take you to complete the course. Yellow, Green, Orange, Blue, Lilac, and Red are the color groups from the slowest to fastest. Its by no means a small race as 50,000 people took part in it this year. Like, its no Boston Marathon P Diddy, but, its a good size race for Spokane.
Jen, Me and Nate (Jens brother who looks like the Pout) all started in the Green section with the rest of Jens family. There were 15 of us in all. We had Blue tags which are like the walking color which starts like 15-30 minutes after the elite runners and run/joggers. BUT NO. We start in the Green area with the faster people and I am looking around and all these people look fit and they are stretching and Im like, oh, ITS ON. BIG mistake. So, Jen and Nathan and I take off running and its going well for about the first 3 miles. A nice eight minute mile pace for the first three miles was treating us well till Im like, hum, my foot hurts, I look down and BAMB both of my ankles/back of my heels are bleeding profusely. My legs are like dripping blood and the back of my shoes are just RED. Im like, oh fuck. Soon enough they went numb but as I dont run, Im not in shape and I basically hate running we walked for a bit, jogged some, walked Doomsday hill then jogged the last few miles into a sprinting finish where I almost died of hyperventilating. So, recap: Bloody legs and no breath. We finished the 12 Kilometer Race in 1 hour 39 minutes. I got my shirt, they are white this year, and we waited 45 minutes for Jens WALKING family to get there asses acrossed the finish line. By that time we found out they had lost uncle Bob from Seattle at a Honey Bucket and we ended up looking for 30 minutes to find him. Well, they looked, Jen had to pee and I had the feeling back in my feet/legs, so we high tailed it up to the car with the intensions to see if Bob was there when really Jen peed in the grass somewhere and I took of my bloody shoes and socks and left them in the car. So, Bob was found and we headed back to Jens place for a BBQ. By that time no one was wearing shoes and everyone was treating me like royalty because I was a gimp. I was walking around, and STILL am like an umpa-lumpa/penguin tard. I should be put out of my misery. Im SO SORE. I need a new pair of legs.

I guess that getting drunk then running 7 miles the next day isnt a great idea and letting my competitive side get the better of me was stupid as well, but, even with the bloody mess and the soreness I had fun. Dont tell anyone. As a side note, Jens aunt that she stayed with in Kirkland for RingCon came down and I was like, hum, I bet you think Im accident prone since I biffed it on your drive way last time we visited. She was like, oh, I had forgotten, but then she was laughing so hard that I had to tell EVERYONE in Jens family the story and now they just all think Im accident prone. Yes. I am awesome.

So, today it took me like 15 minutes to get to all my class and I looked stupid (My face is BRIGHT RED as its sun burnt) and I feel sore and old and stupid. Had a Phil test which I think I did very well on and my math test that I got back in class today was a little less then shit. Tomorrow I dont have much due which is nice because tonight Im watching Kill Bill with Ben and Dad and then going home for a fat bath.

Speaking of Benny Boy Cates...He had his Prom this weekend. He looked very nice. He cleaned up well and he and his date matched like no ones bisnass. They had a limo, went in a group and sounded like they had a kick ass time. Between Dad and me we must have taken like 100 pictures. No jokes. I took some on the digital, maybe I will post a few. Have to show Ben off when he looks cute because everyone knows that doesnt happen often. Or, at all.

Ok, if your still reading this is Tashas fault because she made me feel bad about not blogging. Note that if she would RETURN MY CALLS this wouldnt be a problem.

Stan.
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