frisbee impact!

I guess there's just no substitute for good, hard competition when it comes to exercise. I consider myself to be a borderline running fanatic. I'll run if I'm bored. I'll run if I'm not bored. I'll run in the rain. I'll run in the snow. (I will eat it in a box, I will eat it with a fox...) You get the picture. Saturday I played my first truly competitive game of Ultimate Frisbee in a long, long time. Three hours into the game and I'm pretty winded - a minor letdown, since I'm so ambitious about running. Gotta step up the game if I'm gonna play it, I guess.

I had a really good time Saturday night when Amy had the frisbee team over for a get-together. The night started off well, with good discussion and plenty of bad jokes. As the night went on, our group had shifted into two separate but equal factions: the beer pongers and the card players. Since it was a Jefferson gathering and beer pong is ALWAYS played on the breakfast bar - I declined to join. Something about a five foot long beer pong table doesn't strike me as a challenge. So I instead played one of my favorite booze-related card games in Asshole. I quickly started off by being the Asshole in the first two rounds thanks to excellent strategy by Train (skip Crock...ugh...). The game hung together a lot longer than I had thought it would and ended right as I was to be president for a third time, thus denying me "create a rule" privileges. No matter, it was still a hell of a lot of fun. At some point, though, there's gotta be a cutoff limit when it comes to switching music...

Oh, and then there's the news about my phony MBA. I'll save that story for later, though.