Musically moved

Lately I've felt the need to continually listen to music...it's what has kept me going at work. Grooving right now to Maroon5.

Like a kid in a candy shop

There's simply too much that I have and want to do! Earnings season is wrapping up, which translates into even longer hours at work, and a few friends have or will come to Taipei in the next few days (Eric, Joaquin, and Mate), a friend is leaving Taiwan Sunday (Mike), a friend just celebrated a birthday (Ming), not to mention all the others that must be kept up with (because its fun). I'd like to go to dance class tonight, but I think I'll skip that in favor of climbing, which I haven't done this week (getting off of work at 11pm on Tuesday put a damper on my climbing plans that day). Plus, I dearly want to go surfing, if only for a little bit, this weekend. Oh yes, I also have my SCUBA homework to do. Oh my.

Over the hump already but still feels like Tuesday

I love typhoon days. Well, I do feel bad for the people who have suffered in the latest round of storms. And to President Bush, how can you claim that there's no proof of global warming when weather around the world has been so funky this year? Typhoons and hurricanes just beating down Florida, Taiwan, and Japan.

Anyways, I digress. A typhoon day when there is no work and my greatest worry is a little water seeping in through the windows is my kind of day. And in my home, that means sleeping in. And then making breakfast when Angela asked if I would make my famous, so yummy whole-wheat pancakes, which I served with warmed bananas topped with a little cinnamon and sugar.

The best brother ever

I'm so lucky to have as funny and wonderful brother as I have. Ever patient with my neuroses, he always knows how to bring me back from the edge of reason with humor and kindness. He always makes me laugh!

Three for four

A wave comes crashing over me and I fall off the board. In the churn of the water, the force of the wave shoots the board towards the beach. My leg, tethered to the board, yanks me in a complete underwater backflip.

Except for the first time I went out to surf, I've managed to injure myself every time since:

#1 Cut foot, sprained left pointer finger, rash/board burn on palms and thighs from the board.
#2 Sprained gluteous minimus, assorted bruises on my shins, and a few scratches on my knees.
#3 Very bruised and swollen right middle finger.

It's fun though. The brief moment of standing on a board and feeling the water alive beneath me and the breeze above me keeps me going for another.

Paddling out

Dusk approaches, and I'm out paddling in the water. My body undulates with the board as I go over swells, the wind gently breezes by, and I see a fish flip into the air before diving down into the warmth and safety of the ocean. For a brief moment, I'm a little bit scared as a large wave looms and I realize it's just me and the sea. But as I lift my upper body a bit and crest smoothly over, I relax enjoying the stillness, completely at peace.