Oh good lord, people. Becca complained, I don’t know how seriously, that she wasn’t listed as one of my “phone people.” =I knew I shouldn’t have written specific things about my friends, but it’s already done. Anyway. It’s not that certain people are phone people for me….it’s more like I am not a phone person. I have always sort of shunned talking on the phone in favor of either face-to-face or email. I’ve just never been able to talk on the phone and find it as enjoyable as talking in person, or having the time to “perfectly” compose my thoughts like you can do with email. But these days I do a lot of phone calling out of necessity, since face-to-face is impossible most of the time. Still, I find that I am usually not the one that does the calling, as I sit and wait for others to call me. The only exception is Kent, because I know that if I don’t call him, he will probably never call me because he is weird like that.
Anyway. Even though I am rarely the caller, I have sort of grown to enjoy the occasional calls from friends. Even you, Becca.
(12:11 a.m.)
Inspired by watching all of the speed skating on TV tonight at the Olympics, I went rollerblading tonight for the first time in a year and a half…for the first time since I dislocated my knee warming up for roller hockey one night in Houston. It was nice. I was sort of unsteady on my feet at first, and the uneven pavement around here certainly didn’t help. But when I got over to California Avenue, the pavement smoothed out a bit, and there were plenty of nice parking lots to skate in, and practice my braking and turning skills. It was fun. Perhaps I will skate to class someday. I think rollerblading requires more endurance than bike riding, and maybe even more than running…my legs get tired quickly when skating.
My question of the week is this: would you rather win an Oscar or a gold medal? I’d take a gold medal any day…
