My dad was telling me about a show he watched. I don’t know if you have heard of a show by Penn and Teller, but they go around proving stuff we’ve all been taught and try to prove it wrong. It’s a pretty frank look at things like deforestation, and such. Not always right, but not always wrong. And what they talked about on the episode my dad was talking about was stress.

Stress doesn’t exist.

So the idea is that stress is just depression, depression that you can’t keep up with everything that you have to do.

Anyway on an unrelated topic, Lindsey gone at school, I’ve been packing to move next door, School starts on the 31st, and I am moving to Texas in January.

New bike picture: http://www.flickr.com/photos/amyers83/3726838239/

And this guy looks like Ferris Buller: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FAl_5e7bIHk

“… It’s your turn to shine, you were born for such a time as this…”

Life. I have one. And it’s getting much too complex lately. Let’s start with what’s the soonest:

1. Lindsey is going to Berkeley. My beloved girlfriend is going to one of the best schools for the next two years. So I am trying to spend as much time with her as I can. But it’s not as much as I would like since on Thursday I am leaving to go to Chicago for work till Monday. Then she’s moving that Tuesday. So I really only have two more days with her. I’m going to miss her but I am happy that she is off doing what she wants to be doing. I’m just going to have to work on my phone skills.

2. I have to move. I started this year with three roommates. The first one left to go to Belize and then into central America. That left me and Steven to cover the rent. Thank God we had such an awesome landlord that let us just pay our share of the rent and not have us pay for Jordan’s share. BUT Steven’s found a different (read: better) place to stay, and I have to move out.

So far we are at my girlfriend moving away and needing a place to live all in the rest of this month.

3. Moving to Texas. The company I work for has opened a position for me in Texas to work. Normally I wouldn’t even think about it, but 1 and 2 have changed my life quite a bit. There are pros and cons bouncing around in my head like a multi-puck game of air hockey and I might get to that later in this post. But now to the next point.

4. School. I am taking some classes this semester at our local jc. Art. All of it is art and all are classes for my major. I’m taking eight units of taking something I see and placing it on paper. Beginning painting, beginning freehand drawing, and landscape photography. The painting and te drawing are going to be different for me, but I am kind of excited to see what I can do with them. The landscape photograph is something that I kind of do already but I want to see what more I can learn.

So that’s what’s going on in my life. And since I’m the type of person who loves to plan and figure thing out, I have the major things down. But it’s all those little thing that get my stressed out; little things like packing, what am I going to do with my fish, can I move in Janurary so I can finish my school, so on and so forth.

Keep me in your prayers, and yes, the triathlon is still on. I just need to train more…

I went on a bike ride yesterday. My longest ever. It was only going to be something like twenty miles and then be picked up by Lindsey. It was the same route that I wrote about in my “17 miles…” post with a few extra miles that is the difference from my new house to my old house.

It was muuuuuuuch easier this time. It was actually nice and relaxed with some fast downhills. So easy in fact that I decided to ride another three miles up the hill to where Lindsey was working. It was either that or wait three hours for her to pick me up.

So I met up with her at the farmers market where she was hawking scones and ice tea and I rested and got bored. I figured rather than waiting, I’d just try to see how far I could go.

The “go” was another 7 miles (!) of unending uphill. I stopped at the top of the grade that was about three or four miles from my house and looked at my watch. Lindsey had got off about fifteen minutes before (I thought), so I decided I went far enough and should just stop. BUT, Lindsey had to work for about 45 minutes later than I thought.

So I waited.

And waited.

And waited somemore.

Two people stopped and asked me if I needed help in the hour I waited and I’m quite proud to say it was my pastor and then one of the SHOP leaders. I like it when the body works.

So Lindsey picked me up and dropped me off and I rested and showered and got ready as we were going to a lake to watch fireworks and have fun. And it was fun. Lots of fun and lots of food. Lots of food and lots of salami.

Lots of salami and I was happy.

But on the way home, there was a fire on the side of the road.

FYI, I hate wildfires. I hate grassfires. I hate forestfires.

That was not a good end the day.

Don’t start wildfires if you play with fire. It makes you stupid.