Sleep late and wake early. Not the greatest combination, but I somehow got up in time to meet up with an old friend who has the same first and last name as me. Yes, that's the only reason we became friends, but many relationships have been forged on much less.
I drove over, picked her up, and we had a nice chat over a cup of coffee--or more accurately, a Styrofoam cup cappuccino. I should have requested no cream. Ah well, lesson for next time. The contents of the conversation aren't that important. Just a combination of catching up and joking around. Even though it's been four years (give or take) since our last meeting, we haven't changed a bit. The pulse and temperature of our conversation was eerily similar to memory. Deja vu.
The essence of hanging out is talking, so we talked for a long time. She's the type of girl friend who doesn't have many girl friends. Popular with the guys but with distaste for manufactured "drama," which girls love to do, apparently. Her words, not mine--even though we share the same name. That's something I can never understand. My ex was the same way. I wonder if there are any guys who have lots of girl friends but hardly any guy friends like Paul Rudd in I Love You, Man.
I dropped her off, went home, watched a SGDQ run, and went out for an real run. I think deep breathing works. The cramps didn't arrive until much later than usual, and even then, it was mild. My lingering cough cropped up here and there, but it wasn't too bad. It was a weird run. I didn't feel tired but I didn't feel energetic either. My body felt light, like I was filled with air. It's a weird sort of emptiness. I pushed on anyways. I stopped a lot to walk, but when I ran, I ran. It was tough.
The night ended on a series of runs. I was hoping they could lull me to sleep but they were too interesting. The games were Rayman Legends, Dishonored, Fallout 3, Bubble Bobble, the Castlevanias, and the Ninja Gaidens. It was around 6 in morning before I shut it off. For reference, I was watching on my phone in bed.
I totally forgot about the NBA draft. I don't know how I feel about Julius Randle, but from what everybody says, it seems like he's a good pick. This means I'll have to buy NBA 2K15, because this is the first time since MyPlayer/Career mode was created that I can be drafted by the Lakers. Step aside, Randle, I'm gonna be seventh!
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