Crackerjackmack’s Weblog

i like sleeping next to jelly because i REALLY like when he snuggles up behind me and puts his arm around me. i like it very very much. but he snores. the past couple of nights we’ve spent together, i basically give up sleep because i’m so happy and comfortable to be snuggling with him. we gotta figure this out.

i have said this before, though i have yet to discover scientific proof – i become less intelligent while running. it makes sense that less blood and oxygen are going to your brain, right? so temporarily, i am impaired. i first discovered it when i would try to re-calculate my running map in my head, while running, and think that i was covering the same distance. only to come home and find out that i had shorted myself a half mile or more. so now when i am out running and i start to think, well i could turn here and then further up, turn there and there, that will certainly add up to the same number of miles….the tiny little voice that remains to represent my rational mind manages to yell loud enough to make me stick to my original path. it’s amazing how fatigue affects the body and mind. that is interesting to me.

but the point today is this – toward the end of my run today, going into mile 5, i passed one of my best friends (in the city, anyway) and didn’t recognize him AT ALL. now, his hair is all grown out and he was wearing big huge glasses, so he looked like some damn hippie, and he did somethng that i never thought he’d do, which was stand right in front of me and wave his arms around. so right after i passed him, i thought, was that m-son? that guy’s hair was too long, couldn’t have been. and he’d never stand in my way. and he’d never park so far away from his favorite cafe. so within two blocks, i had totally forgotten the incident. (no short term memory may also be a side effect of running.) but when i got home, he had texted me and it was indeed him. that’s some crazy shit, man.