Saturday started off kind of rough. I really didn't want to get out of bed when my alarm went off. Then I went to practice, where we did 4 x 1500m at higher rates like 32. My boat won the first two by a bit, then Tom Peszek and I got switched, and that boat still won, by a little more this tim. So I lost a seat race, maybe half a length or something. Whatever the margin, losing races sucks. Another seat race on the next piece put Alex Oz over Martin by a bit. We rowed home as the thoughts flew through my head like "well fuck, might as well pack up and buy a plane ticket now." It was extremely frustrating to lose that race. Camp's not over, and one can never know what the coaches are thinking, so I know I have to have hope and keep doing everything I can, but it's discouraging and never good to lose races. So that started the weekend off on a bad note.
I walked home and immediately went back to bed. I got up a while later and promptly burnt my eggs-in-a-nest. Things were just peachy. After the nap I was a lot less cranky than before, but still kinda bummed. I relaxed in the house for a while and then Dave and I went to a barbecue at the dorms where some of the guys are staying. It was fun, volleyball and Brats-By-Murph and some beers and all that. After that we went to Emerson’s (a Dartmouth Lightweight who befriended us) frat house which was conveniently right next door to play Pong (ping pong balls and beer cups do not Beirut make… and Dartmouth people will take your head off for thinking Beirut is cooler/called “beer pong”). Then the whole team went to Ramunto’s for some dinner and beers. Had a good conversation regarding film and music with Adam Barhamand, the Wisco cox, and we decided to trade music and watch my newly acquired Bicycle Thieves DVD today (Sunday). The night continued, wandering around Dartmouth/Hanover, looking for more fun, resulting in little. We went to the Canoe Club where I ran into Jesse and Liz, Amelia Siani’s housemates, and ended up hanging out with them and their friends for the rest of night, which was really fun. They’re excellent people and fun to hang out with. After that, the rowers had disappeared to some other godforsaken, pee-smelling frat house and I walked home to crash nice and early.
Slept in today to start off a very nice lazy Sunday. Watched car racing for a while (the Speed channel is perfect TV) and did laundry. I love the starchy feel of clothes that dried on clotheslines in the sun. ANYways. I then biked over to Adam’s for the aforementioned media extravaganza. He’s at a beautiful place right next to the
nded/shamed considerably by his 26000 songs. I got some new artists I’m excited about and got more music by some of my favorites, which was probably more exciting. Then we watched Ladri di Bicycletta, which was impressive as always. Rode back home, had a nice dinner with the family/Dave, watched some Planet Earth (“Deserts” tonight… very cool). Pretty darn tired so I’m going to bed early, hoping that tomorrow’s practice isn’t too rough/my rowing stock is unsalvageable. We’ll see. Caroline is coming out on Friday, 5 days from now, which is very exciting. I think I’ve said this before, but it’s very exciting to have a friend, especially a non-rower, and especially Caroline, coming out to get to putter around
Soundtrack of the day/night? Where to start…
Still “Pet Sounds,” which Caroline sent me. Still getting into it, but definitely enjoying it.
Some Ratatat that Adam had that is extra underground and I hadn’t heard… the 9 Beats album is awesome and a welcome new dose.
That’s about all for now, but with my 9 gigs of new music, I’m sure there will be some more new stuff to come.
Here’s to having this week not suck.
Pictures by Murphy:
^Me Outside Ramunto's^
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good luck!
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