Al Dimond's Journal: The Good, the bad and the trivial

I ran a race today. Got 7th. Ran something like 17:35. Need to be about 2 notches faster, particularly in the speed department.

My ceiling is leaking water right onto my bed (noticed this at about 1am last night). I'm sleeping in the living room. The apartment people better get their asses on this one quick...

My wrists are killing me again. Well actually just the right one, like usual.

I'm trying to figure out who I am and what the hell I'm doing here.

Thst just about covers it.