Good question. What have we been up to?

I
- finished LSE
- got a job with the Financial Times (Graduate Trainee Journalist, starting Aug 2006)
- [dread]locked my hair
- broke up with The Boy

6:42 PM | stace_m | url | #

so

what's been happening these past. . . two, three years?

3:47 PM | McKain | url | #

ralewisATamherstDOTedu [Edited to prevent spam]

For the next year at least, don't know if they ban me after the graduation.

And I'll try to.

4:19 PM | McKain | url | #

R - what's your current/working email address?

R.e. Trini men - yeah, can't really defend them. Sexy, but jerks. Sweeping generalisation, but then, most are...

I love your monologues.

Stay this time.

4:03 PM | stace_m | url | #

I've been at school, mostly. Going through a lot of short and stupid relationships after the long and stupid one blew up in my face. Finally put on weight - no longer six three and 145 pounds. Now working to get it in control. Avoiding learning Japanese though I need it for my entire future career plan.

Also, I've noticed your url button is now a soccer thing. I'm trying to get into soccer. My roommate, Rohan, has lured me into cricket and I'm completely fascinated by it, though I initially placed it on par with baseball in its slow-paced dullness. Now, the class of it, the style and fashion, the manner-swathed athleticism of the players is constantly coursing through my mind. I've been cheering India because it's Rohan's team, even though they did pretty poorly.
But soccer. Soccer is, for me, a guilty pleasure. I grew up the butt of the athletes' torment, losing all sense of competitiveness and concern with men running up and down a grassy field. And all year, another roommate of mine, Jesse, watched the games on the tv in our living room. I sat and laughed at each time he got tense or flustered, or overjoyed. But I kept sitting through the games, watching from the corner of my eye, not caring who won but enormously concerned with how well the players went at it, how balanced the teams were, when the referees spontaneously lost their vision. I noticed myself slipping and calling it "football," a major no-no for an American boy in an American school.
That was before I started running, during the time when I'd ballooned to 220 pounds after three years of college, of drinking and studying and playing video games and stuffing my face with drive-through and pizza, ending my vegetarian diet. That was back when fitness meant weakness and I stayed inside. Now I run some miles every night, in the humid heat of a costal town in a southern state. Now I mostly eat fruit, but still some meat and occassional fast food.

Sorry this turned into some sort of late night monologue. The endorphines are still moving.
I miss you guys, especially you, Ms. Ishmael.

Oh, in other news: my little sister is currently dating a trini. Sucks he's such a jerk.

12:42 AM | McKain | url | #

Welcome back Rufus! Where the hell have you been?

1:03 PM | stace_m | url | #

Wow, Trace. That's pretty scary. Summer job at a computer.

Nice to see you all again.

1:13 PM | McKain | url | #