... this was a happening place.  People blogged, conversed, got to know one another.  It seems that Facebook has stolen all attention away.  It's a shame.  Despite the (MANY) bugs this site subjects us too, most of the time we were able to share.

Didn't bother to check when I last blogged, but a LOT of things have happened since then.

Ah, Keegan. I posted something on Facebook, but I felt I had to visit you here because this is where I met you. 

I wish you had continued to blog. You put a lot of yourself into it, and "out there" for the rest of us to experience, appreciate and enjoy. There was something special about you, your attitude and your words.

I am angry that you would take those gifts from us through a conscious, willful act of destruction. You vandalised something good, something nice, something worthwhile. I suppose that your body and your life are yours to do with as you please, but it seems a horrible waste to have lost both in this manner. I want to believe that you knew what you were doing, that you truly acted "for the best", but I do not. 

Maybe I am angry because I did not take the time to get to know you better. It was not personal, I am horrible at keeping in touch. You seemed like a person who was really *worth* getting to know, but I did not take the time. I do not think I would have made an impact in this final circumstance, but I can never know, and I would like to have made some difference here. 

When we meet again, I will punch you in the shoulder and demand that you buy the first round. Then I will bring out the pink cupcakes and throw them at you, hopefully smacking a few cherubim in the process and sparking a celestial food-fight. Don't think I won't.

Apparently MySpace's "link-replacing" feature screws this up each time, so here's a second attempt. Sorry, you're stuck cutting & pasting.

http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=140154838&blogId=488800886

I really liked MySpace. I will be sad to move to another blogging host, but when the simple things stay broken for MONTHS and MONTHS, I feel like I have no choice.

Last night was my first game since... Autumn???  Wow, I had not realised how long it has been.  Anyway, we won, barely -- experience won out over youth and speed.  I played alright, certainly not my best game but also not my worst.  It became rapidly apparent to me that my physical conditioning has dropped off somewhat, but there were no heart attacks.  :)  My haunches are already hurting, which is odd -- normally it takes two days.  I suppose this means that I'll soon be in agony.  Oh joy.  My knees were also killing me last night, but this morning are fine.  I took a couple of glucosamine sulfate pills and I suppose I'll continue to do so for a day or two.

One consequence of particular note:  I slept well last night.  This was the first time I have slept well in weeks.  Seven hours, and I feel almost rested.  Still tired, mind, but not exhausted.  For the last while, I have felt exhausted every day, all day.  Part of ADD?  Possibly.

Speaking of ADD, I have been gethering annecdotal evidence in support of the books I had read, suggesting that high levels of aerobic activity are important for the ADD mind.  Last week I tried jogging.  Again my knees were an issue, forcing me to stop after about 500m, but I am going to see if jogging two or three times per week (in addition to frisbee) helps my concentration.

Body-fat is still in the 19-20% range.  My diet is decent, not amazing, but I expect the running to help the downward trend continue / resume (it has slowed recently).