Relatively soon, I will die. Maybe in 20 years, maybe tomorrow, it doesn't matter. Once I am dead and everyone who knew me dies too, it will be as though I never existed. What difference has my life made to anyone. None that I can think of. None at all. -About Schmidt
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Summer fun
Every year before summer I dramatically announce, "This is the summer of ____!!" Last year it was soccer, the year before tennis. It never fails that I do the thing like once, then bitch about not fulfilling my summer destiny. But this year is going to be different, because this is the summer of biking. Yeah, thats right. The flaw in previous summer fun was that I needed someone to do it with me. Inevitably I would talk someone into a tennis match, play terribly, and they never wanted to go again (how am I supposed to get better guys??). Lucky for me I can bike by myself. And I'm okay at it. And I get to buy a new bell because I broke mine last year with some overzealous ringing... this summer is going to be awesome.
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