Pssssah! Three months since my last update.. that's on purpose, I like to keep things casual and suspenseful.

Anyhow, I've been hella lazy, obviously, and that's the only reason that I haven't blogged anything. Not just anything worth reading mind you. Just anything PERIOD. I could write about my hobbies and bore anyone passing by to death, but I just haven't written sack all, period.

Part of the reason for that is that I really haven't had anything that I felt like writing about. That doesn't mean I haven't had anything interesting to say, but I just haven't felt the need to put anything into words, on paper (figuratively). The other reason I have written at all, and perhaps partially causing the first reason is that I've been extremely busy.

Summer hit like a storm, and suddenly I had a million things to do - Bay and I had to find a new place to live, because we sure as hell weren't going to stay at our old place any longer than we had to (seriously, no cutlery drawer?). Prior to us actually moving, Graham got married to his fiancee Asuka, and that meant Bay and I had to get our place ready to host our friend Michi for a few days, I had to prepare a best man speech, and I needed to go find something nice to wear.

I didn't feel like I had a chance to sit down and take a deep breath for the entire month of June, and about a week afterwards. Then, after my week of functional respitory activity, I was back in the mix again, this time moving all of Bay and my stuff to our new place. We only moved four blocks up, which was good, but because of the nature of where we were living before (in an alley, in Chinatown, with a bunch of stuff that needed to be moved), the entire move took a lot longer than I had hoped. Graham and Adam both helped out, which was a good thing. Bay and I had had the foresight to pack a lot of our stuff into boxes beforehand, and move as much of it across as we could using my parents X-terra the two nights before, so that helped out a lot.

How nice is it to relax once you've finally finished moving? It isn't, moron, because all of your shit is lying around in boxes, and you feel like a rat in a cage surrounded by scary boxes that may or may not contain cheese (none of our boxes did in fact contain cheese, but one did contain a dried up old turd from Maui. What a nice offering!) So, that's been eating up most of our time since then. I know everyone tells me it's SOOOOO easy unpacking everything, but it isn't, because you get about eighty percent done, and then you just want to quit. Bay and I have been battling that final twenty percent for the past couple of weeks, trying to get everything organized, put away into storage, and put up on the walls.

Aside from that, I've been trying to play squash or do drills on a daily basis. I've been succesful at accomplishing that for the most part, but I haven't noticed the level of improvement that I would have hoped for. I'm still making the same mistakes I was making at the start of summer, in spite of doing drills to correct that for over two months. The high intensity fitness training I was doing for the last two months has definitely helped - my endurance is much higher than it was, and my friends Bevan and Drew are going to keep doing it with me in the winter, so hopefully I can stay in the shape that I'm in right now. On the downside, I've noticed a considerably difference between the muscles on either side of my body. My right-hand quads are over an inch bigger than my left side. I guess that means it's time to start doing some weight training to balance things out.

Anyhow, that's everything I've done for the past two months. Horray.