I have a confession to make: I’m slightly depressed. I don’t know whether it’s the weather or because last night I didn’t drink heavily enough, but I’m a little down in the dumps. Maybe it’s Seasonal Affective Disorder. It probably is. I haven’t seen the sun in like two weeks. Hawaii?
The good thing is I’m not that depressed. In the true sense of the word, I’m not even depressed at all. I’m just kind of bummed. Lethargic. I’m ready for this quarter to be over and I’m ready for winter break and I’m ready to go to Barrow but I’m also ready to see the sun. How do I see the sun? I originally planned for winter break to go do down to the LA area and Palm Springs to visit some buddies. But then I booked the ticket to Barrow. So now, instead of sipping a cocktail poolside in the desert I’ll be running from a polar bear with my eyelids frostbit shut.
This quarter has gone by so fast. We’re already in week 8. Week 8! I can’t believe it. Week 9 doesn’t really count because it’s Thanksgiving, and then week 11 doesn’t count because it’s the last week, so basically we have one week of school left before I’m lounging at the Bark and Marry in my boxers with a trail of crumbled Tostitos littering my chest. Either that or a stream of Session or New Belgium Trippel. I guess it will depend on how badly I need to combat this supposed “depression.”
(Brief and 100% necessary pause to flip the bratwursts I’m currently cooking on the stove).
The best thing about the last few weeks: I can skateboard again. I’m not 100% (I can only really skate switch and nollie), but I can skateboard again. And it’s fucking great. Some of you thought I might “grow out” of skateboarding. You were wrong. There is nothing to grow out of. I love skateboarding. It is my favorite sport, and I think it’s the best sport there is. Last night in the parking lot of the Wells Fargo on the corner of 45th and 15th I had the time of my life for more than an hour. In a parking garage. With what other sport can you go to a parking lot and have the time of your life (actually, I can think of a few, like indoor hockey, but that’s lame)? It was pure bliss, and I am elated to be able to skateboard again. If you can skateboard, and you would like to skateboard with me, get in touch immediately. If you don’t skateboard, you should either A) take it up, B) start being friends with people who do. You might become cool by osmosis.