A blog born from my time walking the streets of London, this has steadily grown attached to me like fabric on my skin... back once more at home, once more within comfort zones... and now in the City of Angels. What little pleasures will my life unfold upon thee..
mucking about in the murky waters of architecture, trying my luck in most things, hoping for it to be meaningful in the end...
This is a paragraph of text that could go in the sidebar.
It as been another year. I am married and the new beckons. Onward bound it is. "It is regression when you think you've stopped. Only by moving forward will you overcome everything in your way"
posted by jae @ 11:24 pm
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After my arduous 2.4 run on a treadmill last night at varying speeds of between 6-8km/hr clocked at a final 22 mins, I have worked up enough courage to look for my IPPT passing grades:
I have calculated that I will need:
1. to run at a speed of 12km/h (11.7km/h to be precise) to pass my 2.4 run
2. To do 4 pull ups when all I can do now is 5 pushups
3. Jump 207cm when all I have is a lousy knee
4. convince my spare tire that it can manage 31 sit-ups
Only the shuttle run I have some semblance of confidence I can still hit 10.6 sec.
So much blardy effort for the army.
posted by jae @ 9:47 am
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posted by jae @ 10:47 am
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Sadness is like a vacumn that seeps into your heart
posted by jae @ 9:53 pm
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Leaving the worn suitcase gently behind
A damp coat fresh of mildew n the winter storm
The blast of heat from a rotating coil
A simmer of heat not residing upon my heart.
posted by jae @ 12:40 am
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I believe it's prom night tonight.
sent via my G2 Android kickass phone.
posted by jae @ 7:48 pm
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According to Mela's quote of Ayn Rand, work defines who one is.
I believe then that the coming week will be truly a defining period in my life.
Before I run to the middle east to scout for abandoned luxury cars in airports that is.
sent via my G2 Android kickass phone.
posted by jae @ 7:27 pm
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