My Life on Speed

Speed. Not the scalar property, but the drug. My life is on speed. Well, possibly crack cocaine.

As someone mentioned earlier, life after graduation is busy. Coaching two swim teams and working in a lab has been overwhelming. Each work day is about 12-14 hours long and what little social life I had has been further reduced to almost nothing. Fortunately, my summer team is 3-0 and lab work is going well. The other coaches on my summer team are doing an excellent job coaching, and Jenny and Melissa have been organizing social events for the little ones.

I still haven't finished the thank you cards for my graduation. I have time to write a quick entry, but I didn't bring the cards with me to write them. Perhaps I should do the cards instead of seeing people tonight.

Yesterday was the 4th of July. After a day of lab work and working on my car, I went to watch fireworks on the roof of Commons 3 with Eric and the visiting Jansen. Its crazy how easy it is to get on the roof of that building. You need to be good at climbing or at least 6' to unlock the guard for the ladder, but once its unlocked anyone can come up the ladder. The fireworks view from the roof was amazing. We could see at least a dozen fireworks displays in the Washington, DC area.

I was extremely paranoid about getting caught. Everytime I heard the air conditioning units on the roof start, I thought it was the cops. My heart was racing, but that was probably just the speed racing through my veins.

Kyle