Tonight I ran with a fire I haven't had since early in the Summer. I haven't pushed myself so hard since Minor left for Berlin. I think it was because I really felt like getting out for a run, my head was cloudy with thought, running purifies it like a pilgrimage.

Greg has either been reading my blog *grin* or having a recurring nightmare.

Maryna is at a poetry reading - one of the great Russian poets is performing at University of Tulsa. It seemed like she didn't want me to go. She said she didn't want to put me into "Russian Culture Overload". Cute. I had much work to do tonight any way, and while I appreciate good poetry - I don't particularly care to hear the poets read it to me; don't get me wrong, there are some poets who are absolutely magical when they read, most are a let down and I would rather hear the poem in my own voice.

Plans for the night: Working on an Academic Paper.
Music for the night: Everything Classical (Bach, Vivaldi, Mozart, Beethoven)

 

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Austin Gilbert/Male/26-30. Lives in United States/Oklahoma/Tulsa/Midtown, speaks English. Spends 40% of daytime online. Uses a Fast (128k-512k) connection. And likes computer science/photography.
This is my blogchalk: United States, Oklahoma, Tulsa, Midtown, English, Austin Gilbert, Male, 26-30, computer science, photography.

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2003/04/28