SMP: standard meltdown procedure

Finally got a minute to scribble some words...

Although I have been through this numerous times before, nine times to be exact, it is still hard to effectively step up to the challenges of finals week.

But it's coming along. I just delivered a (decent) oral presentation in my Biomechanics class over "Full Squats versus Partial Squats: Electromyographic muscle analysis versus knee joint stress." Hoopty doopty, sounds more techy than it is (was, I'm done!). Email me if you'd like to see the powerpoint presentation... any takers?

The accompanying report (15 pages in length) is done, too, though not due till next Wednesday. No worries remain... except the dozen items left on my "to do" list before I head to a race at 5:00am tomorrow morning. It's raining outside, which actually wipes a few things off my list and alleviates some stress.

Greg left for Singapore yesterday to find us a wife. Er, wait, he went over to do some programming for his employer, Power Engineers. Sir Calvin stepped up and offered (really?) to take care of his landscaping/mowing business for a couple weeks. Well, it is crunch time and the thought of heading out to mow for four hours this evening just might melt me. Hooka Hooka Hooka (the sounds of my rain chant... keep it coming).

Headed to my final advanced Dynamics class in 23 minutes. The final exam is a take-home, which I've actually learned to fear. You see, the prof is savvy enough to realize our time and ability limitations during in-class exams; consequently they are much, much easier than those we get to pack home and work on. I will be taking my exam to central Oregon with me over the weekend... can't wait to attempt Lagrange Analysis of double gimble gyroscopes after four hours of 95% heart rate exertion.

I realize that this is my life, the path i have chosen and the path that I love. but gosh I need to streamline my priorities a bit. I often end up overbooking myself because I refuse to take a hit anywhere. What the heck am I typing this for, all of you (readers) know that.

Kudos of the day go out to my friends, Cody and Mary Hall. Amongst all of this week's academic mayhem was thrown the challenge of finding a ride over to Columbia Plateau (the race: www.columbiaplateau.org). None of my team mates are going and the other cyclists from Boise are being clicky, snobbish turdsters; I had a ride lined up with a married couple, then another, before they both made it obvious I was infringing on their precious love bubble. On the eve of packing Greg's GMC Suburban and pouring my bank account into the gas tank, Cody and Mary Hall (you guys freaking rock) offered to let me use their commuter car... a well-maintained and dependable Subaru hatchback. I owe you so, so much, you've saved me a considerable amount of stress.

Bah bah bah (motorcycle sounds, not hum-bug disgust), I'm looking to tear some legs off this weekend. Hopefully others' legs, not just my own.

Off to Dynamics. Wish me luck.

Captain Clavin, Cavlin, C-anvil, SweetCheeks.