Coming Clean

This evening, I met the Dean of the School of Public Health. It was a great meeting, and he was very personable, especially after we found out that we were both from Toronto. It was sort of like that O.C. episode when Ryan and that other waiter bonded when they both realized they were from the Chino-area. After talking about our experiences and some of our perspective of student life, I decided to come clean and tell him the truth about something I've been hiding from him and the other students.

I am planning on taking HGH and steroids in the hopes of helping out the EPH softball team.

Now, let me explain. From what I've been told, the team is more of a "hitter's" team in that there aren't too many players who are power hitters. Well, with the high expectations coming from my signing, I feel the pressure already mount for me to delivery. I thought long and hard about what I should do as I've been training in the gym. And then it hit me. What would Barry Bonds do? I need to help restore the glory and esteem that the School of Public Health once had in the softball world. This is my ticket to do it.

I am now following the regiment dictated by the phenomenal book, Game of Shadows, which by the way, will soon replace Pumping Iron as the guide to muscle and body building. I know this will help me channel my inner Bruce Banner, I mean, Barry Bonds as I prepare for the fall season. After I told the Dean my plans, he quickly walked away and said he didn't necessarily want to hear about the plans. In my pespective, that in itself is a knowing approval and a thumbs up.

So all I have to say nowis, watch out School of Divinity! This is my domicile now!

All My Bags Are Packed...

The last few days have gone by quickly. During that time, I've been unpacking all the boxes and stuff that I shipped over from SF, organizing it all, and repacking some of it for the dorm move-in, which begins tomorrow (my final move-in is next week). While going through the obligatory back-to-school shopping, I can't help but feel the parallels to my move to Berkeley seven years ago. The major difference between now and then: I am packing a whole lot less. At least, that's how I feel now. We'll see if my room ends up being super tiny.

Of course, there are some many things I am taking with me that reflect how I've changed. Call them "treasures" or "upgrades," but among the items coming along on the ride:
- The Bay Bridge "blinking" painting/photo
- My "OC" dvd box sets
- Wine rack and several bottles of wine
- Coffee maker

Oh how things have changed.