Wake me up when September ends...

So I've been pretty discontent this past week for a host of reasons...

Although I was happy to see the Yankees' successful rally into a post-season (13th year in a row! Thanks, Joe Torre!!), I was really disappointed by the Mets pathetic loss today (which team has EVER blown a 7-game lead, with 17 games to go?!?! seriously...)-- not to mention that da Bears are having a pretty shitty season so far (even after benching Rex Grossman).

Random sports news aside, things haven't been going as I've hoped and it's probably a lot in my head.

This morning, I participated in the same Tunnel to Towers Run that I did last year-- but this year, nobody I knew was interested in running... =(

I woke up about an hour before the race and got to the starting line in Brooklyn 10 minutes late. The trucks that were meant to hold our baggage had already left and since the starts of the races were staggered for different groups, I ended up next to the armed forces.

I was pleasantly surprised that I was able to keep up with some of our servicemen, but the mugginess of the tunnel (along with my extra baggage weight) damn near killed me-- and my hands were so full that I couldn't high-five the officers who were waiting in the tunnel, in tribute to their fallen bretheren.

Disappointed...

On an unrelated topic, things haven't been progressing as I would have liked with a certain someone.

I know the problem is that I'm too passive to make a power move, but somehow I wish that things would just naturally fall into place...

And I've been very disturbed by the recent civilian uprising in Myanmar-- especially the killing of Buddhist monks.

Not to sound like an old, jaded man-- but I totally don't get what's going on in the world today.

There's also a bunch of other stuff that I can't even begin describing, but this is about all I can share at the moment.

Apologies for the lack of illustration-- I promise that I'll post up photos from my wonderful San Francisco vacation soon!