i feel drugged today, like someone spiked my bedtime water. it was so bad this morning, that i was actually falling into the wall on the way to the bathroom. ugh. i think i picked a bad week to attempt to cut down my caffeine intake.
so, i was lying in bed last night watching the crane fly bumble its way around the ceiling and i thought that i’d really like to try out archery as a hobby. i found a club in victoria which has nine introductory lessons for a relatively cheap fifty bucks, but no equivalent deal in the greater vancouver area. i’m not deterred, though. i’m going to phone a couple places and see if they have anything similar. back in outdoor school, archery was one of my favourite activities. i don’t remember if i was any good, but heck, it can’t hurt to give it a try!
i’ve been a little more inspired to pick up hobbies lately. i’m in a rut and i need reasons to get more active in my life, and not specifically physically active, although that’s a plus. actually, i was interested in trying fencing, but i don’t think my knee is healthy enough for all that lunging.
sitting on the futon last night, watching some stupid dating show on tv, not even reading, or thinking for that matter, i became disgusted with myself for being such a sloth. i treasure my “me time” but this is getting ridiculous. i’m a non-dimentional personality! no wonder people don’t find me interesting for longer than a couple months at a time.
really, aren’t the people you find fascinating the ones with lots of different skills and interests? for me, they seem to be. the people you’re always learning new things they know about or can do. i want to be multi-dimensional!
and it won’t hurt to have a skill which could keep me alive after the rapture.
i know what ya mean…the most interesting people usually have a wealth of knowledge about something in particular….
heh, take up archery and you can change the phrase to:
boys suck. shoot arrows at them.
heh. target practice! =)
if you do archery, wear the arm guard! there’s nothing like ripping all the skin off your inner forearm with a bowstring. owwwwww!
also, for crane flies, i recommend lighter artillery.
Cutting your fingers open on the fletchings is no picnic either. :)
Come, visit, we have the bow and arrows, and there are places to shoot around here, though can’t say we’ve done that yet.
See, all these things yet to do in Wormtown… You just HAVE to come. ;)
hessie i hope you feel better soon. i’ve been home the last few days feeling crappy too (sounds like jim is also down with a bug). i am starting to feel better, though. but that drugged, achey, incredibly fatigued feeling – i slept 20 hours yesterday! Feel better, and get some sleep!
It’s interesting; I went shooting (guns, though) on Sunday with my Dad, my son, and Sherry, and it was really fun. I shot the center out of the pistol target, which is something that nobody else on the range that day was able to do. I felt good, and a sense of accomplishment; I’ve been shooting pistols since I was 16 or 17, and to be at this level 18 years later is truly comforting. All that time, effort, and money has paid off. I can go out and “wow” people. Also, it’s a good skill to have to survive after the rapture. :)
*clenches jaw*
…because we’re so often faced with stationary, paper targets as our attackers.. :)
i love you, scott!
Hey, behold the power of the papercut!
come on now folks, guns don’t kill people, people kill people. of course, people with guns are far more effective at it.
Archery sounds like a pretty interesting hobby, actually. I hope you find something closer.
Fencing – just hearing the clashing of metal would be enough for me to fall over with my fingers in my ears, humming so I couldn’t hear it. I’d never win.