I was supposed to run the Lake Shore Marathon on May 31 last Monday; that didn't happen because to a slight training injury to my left leg. I found out the next day that the event was poorly run and get this, they misjudged the length of the path so the runners were completing 27.2 miles instead of the standard marathon distance of 26.2 miles.

Today was mainly spent on playing 4 hours of volleyballs on the beach  and going to the faboulous loft (no deal though; what a dissappointment). The beach girls today shouted in envy when I told them I will only get sunburned after 5 hours of continuous exposure to the sun. Well, that's the genetic advantage for being born in a tropical island.

The Summer is starting without the usual bagage of Spring Drama. Life can treat you fairly, sometime.

Mike left the building last week and right now is probably located somewhere in Arizona. I cannot help but admire people that return to school after their professional careers. I for one cannot stand the idea of sitting down a paper test one more time. And I think my grey cells cannot withstand the pressure of full time studying anymore as I will be easily distracted and eternally bored with whatever subjects being taught. You smart people get all the good stuff.

I love books and learning but I am not good enough for academic training. There is no MBAs, MAs, PhDs or whatever in my future (well, maybe if they give it to me Honoris Causa)

Another friend is also leaving Chicago next week for Galdstone (?), Texas, a supposed tiny strip of land in near the Atlantic. His girlfriend is studying medicine there and they are buying a 100 year old house. The date for the wedding is April 2006. Speaking of wedding, Mouna is getting hitched soon. Digs is moving to Shanghai. Mike's taking MBA. Jim's going to Law School.

Damn, everybody is having big, bold and life changing  plans.  I have none that I can pull out of my drawer and say,"here it is; I got one too". All I got is a picture in my head that might be just a plain mirage.