In between days

Well, I'm twentyseven now. And I feel older. I feel like I should probably be in bed, but I know that if I don't write this now, I won't until I get back from the mountains.

First, the year behind me. Someone asked me how twentysix was, and I replied that my year was atypical. In a way it was a life reboot. I moved [again], started school [again] and grafted myself into a new group of people [again]. I suppose the mid to late twenties is full of mini-reboots, I just chose to do several at once. I wouldn't necessarily recommend it, but I managed to survive. I did a lot though: got great grades, ran a lot, ran a half-marathon, made it through a really cold winter, made it through the floods, and managed to avoid girls altogether.

Second, the day. I had a great birthday. The night before I went with my family to a seafood place and got my mom to try sushi, which she liked - of course. Then, continuing the [not really] theme, I went fishing with my dad and we caught a ton of crappies [calico bass]. That evening I went out with a bunch of friends for dinner and drinks, and even won a round of darts. It was nice to see a bunch of people and get a ton of great messages [thanks!!!].

Third, the next year. Twentyseven should be alright. A lot of school, more hanging out with friends, more girl-avoidance [maybe]. I'm excited to return to my studies, and hope to have a more definitive idea of what is next by this time next year. I'm planning several trips: Portland in January, NYC for spring break and possibly working on a feature film next June [hep!]. It has potential, but every year does, right?

Fourth, the next week. My dad and I are leaving for Colorado on Saturday. We're going to a place near Platoro, to a lake where the Navajos used to summer. It will be a week of hiking, fishing and relaxing. I'm quite excited about it. And it has given me an excuse to bulk up my outdoors equipment supplies. I now own some Chacos. Sweet.

Fifth, the next few minutes. I'm going to bed so I can be a decent fill-in boss tomorrow. I've made it three days without yelling at anyone and I might be able to make it the full week, as long as I get some sleep tonight. Thanks again to those who took part in my birthday in any means, it means a lot to me. you have my love.