I drink your milkshake. I drink it ALL up.

...okay...

College frat boy 1: Dammit my girlfriend is so needy. She always wants us to be together.
College frat boy 2: At least you have a girlfriend...
College frat boy 3: Yeah man didn't you just say the sex was good?
College frat boy 1: Dude sometimes I just wish I were gay
College frat boy 2/3: What?!
College frat boy 1: Gay men don't need to worry about performance. Think about it, you know you're doing it right one way or another. Faking it is hard. Gay men have it real good in the bedroom.
College frat boy 3: man....good point.
All three look at each other and awkwardness ensues.

22 August 2011

My personal relationship with climbing is extremely cyclical in nature and follows a rather strict itinerary:

Get really psyched
Climb super hard for a month
Get injured
Try to climb through my injury (failing miserably)
Lose psyche
Suck it up and nurse myself back to health
Repeat steps 1-6

Trying to bring my L A2 ring finger pulley back to life for the third time. Bummed because I can barely crimp, let alone lift up a dumbbell to try and keep myself in shape.

Writing this post to remind myself just how powerful sheer will power alone can be. (8/17) Took 11 days off from any sort of climbing — 21 V0’s, 12 V1’s, 10 V2’s, 10 V3’s, 9 V4’s, 10 V5’s, 4 V6’s, 2 V7’s, 1 V8 (4 laps) in 100 minutes. Didn’t do my finger any favors, but shit feels good, man.

I don’t know what it is exactly about climbing that draws me so strongly towards it. It’s a selfish and (dare I say it?!) petty pursuit at its core. There is no team aspect, no points, no “winning” involved. There are only a bunch of subjective grades associated with that fleeting feeling of satisfaction that you get when you top out or grasp that finishing jug. What can I say- I guess I’m just addicted to that feeling of getting better at everything I try or do. Relentless pursuit of perfection.

Not to self: Stay hungry! You only do this shit once.

19 August 2011

You should write in your blog more..I like how in the beginning of the year, you said you were going to write in this all the time and you only have like three posts for the year

19 August 2011

Zzzzz…

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1, 2, 3….bawwwwwwwwwwwww. Miss this little bugger.

Sleep schedule is currently in such disarray. Many possible contributing factors, but it’s disheartening having to take so many midday naps. Dazed as shit right now.

3 January 2011

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Florence & the Machine - Dog Days are Over

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Run fast for your mother, run fast for your father
Run for your children, for your sisters and brothers
Leave all your loving, your loving behind
You can’t carry it with you if you want to survive

Hear this Florence & the Machine track all the time on the radio. I’m a sucker for female vocalists, so it gets the go ahead.

Can’t say I loved 2010 all that much. Too much random, too much haphazardness. Here’s to a year of direction and solidarity.

1 January 2011

But the Hebrew word, the word timshel—‘Thou mayest’— that gives a choice. It might be the most important word in the world. That says the way is open. That throws it right back on a man. For if ‘Thou mayest’—it is also true that ‘Thou mayest not.’ Don’t you see?

— East of Eden

1 January 2011

Obligatory… !

EXPLOSM

Almost pointless to make resolutions, but they’re kind of fun in the same way it is to make extravagant wish lists for totally outlandish things. Shallow introspection can be motivational in the short term at the very least, i guess.

Recently started running again and I definitely want to keep it up. 500 miles plus a 10k race (at the very least)
Consistent V7 (funny how reading a two year old post has the same exact goal…-_-) Send V8-V9.
Redpoint 12b on lead. Get over the fear of the whipper.
Lasting relationships. People matter matter matter matter matter.
Please pick up a new hobby that’s not video game related.
Eat health(y/ier). Limit substances. Clear mind = clear sighted

1 January 2011

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Burns & Fred Falke - Y.S.L.M (You Stopped Loving Me) (Treasure Fingers Remix)

Really cleverly produced video of Y.S.L.M. Refreshing to see a video for a jam that’s not filled with half naked women for a change. Dogs are cute!

Seems like more and more people are getting into the electrocraze these days. (Show me a mainstream pop song that doesn’t have some hackneyed 3 chord techno riff meshed onto some equally shitty Rihanna lyrics) Currently trying to wean off of the electro, but man, some artists just really have my number. Ashley Jones of Treasure Fingers is just one of those DJs/producers that has that flair to produce incredible remixes seemingly at will.

Also, I would like to have Fred Falke’s children. Man is a disco machine.

31 December 2010

Watching Daniel Woods climb is conflicting; nothing gets you more psyched than watching him stick that heinous crimp on Tierre de Sienne like it’s some big hulking jug. It’s also incredibly frustrating knowing that you’ll never even come close to climbing that hard in your life time. But still…one can dream, neh?

29 December 2010