low

now, a hamstring muscle tear challenges me even more than ever before as a dark voice asks me me if the youth is gone, if the athlete is dead, if the days of playing sports and living vigorously are over... time to retire and die?... definitely not a high moment... may this pass quickly...

not that it matters...

plans, scams, garbage cans

probably not best laid, at that, but whatever... it turns out that unexpected expences, like $1000 in overdrafts and paying off a car accident, will prevent my roommates from being able to move out just now (no less paying me back, much like the last few times i loaned them money), so another seven month lease will be signed, which continues the status quo, which sucks...