Well, no more crappy dial up internet. We just got high speed. So here's to a glorious new era of blogging and gratuitous downloading from shady Russian mp3 sites.
Here's a quick update:
- I am now 30. I like it.
- We went skydiving again back in March. The second time was twice as fun as the first. More on this later.
- Now that the Jazz are eliminated I can enjoy the playoffs without that nagging, soul-crushing feeling we call "hope". My only hope now is that Boozer is gone by October.
- I broke my finger diving for a catch in Ultimate Frisbee. Here's a pic:
The worst part about getting hurt in Ultimate Frisbee is that it sounds so wimpy. "How'd you break your finger?" "Frisbee." [A pause accompanied with an incredulous look, then an amused snort] "It must be hard to function like a normal adult with such brittle bones, but you seem to do ok."
This seems like a good time to show my Owie Journal:
Ultimate Frisbee: it's not just for hippies anymore.
Anyways, it's good to be back.