Funk

I am in a wierd funk right now. My sleeping schedule has been thrown off. Before I left Portland I packed up in a hurry and forgot a few items. The most of important of which is the cell phone charger. So my phone is now offically dead and I am about to search for a charger.

So I am back in my hometown and have yet to contact any old friends since my arrival. It is an odd situation. I would like to reconnect, but my phone is dead which eneables me not to contact them right now. The last person I met up with left me with an awkward aftertaste.

People are important and I want to stay in touch, but soometimes it is so much easier to hide behind the messages on myspace and facebook. They are so useful and also so enabling of anto social behavior.

I am heading to the park to play some basketball and spend some qt with my little bro. I have eaten far too much enhealthy food. My body hates me right now. I need an apple and a 10 mile run.