Isn't global warming stellar?

Awful and great at the same time, you know? I was outside yesterday, January 15th, playing basketball in shorts and a t-shirt. I dominated some some buddies in 21 and retired unbeaten... I guess my jump shot must be improving.

Despite the sports, though, I'm not quite back to perfect health yet. This cold or virus or whatever the hell it is has really been destroying me. I lost five pounds in a week. Ugh.

I feel like I could be back at full strength here in another week or two, but who knows.

Also, if being sick isn't bad enough, I had the hiccups, for two fucking days straight. If that doesn't make you want to put a bullet in your head I don't know what does. Jesus that is some serious torture.

...

Other than the hiccups and sickness things are good, I guess. Classes are easy. Intramural soccer is starting soon. Work is going great. My New Year's resolution of drinking less is coming along well, and I'm actually writing a bit more for the DN.

One thing though, is that I need to force myself to set aside a few hours a week to work on my research proposal, and I need to be diligent about it--if I'm serious about my education, about getting back to Japan, about my life, I need to actually do the hard work, and not let myself just get dragged into a rut.

Because life is easy right now, and my ambition to do anything is dwindling. I can see how people just sort of stumble into careers and do nothing with their lives. It makes sense.

It's easy.

So I'm not going to do that.