words to live by. coupled with "you only live once", the "work hard | play hard" mantra sure does give excuse to a lot of stupid [but fun] adventures.

and they certainly wouldn't happen without my dear friends, without whom i might still be the angelic little person i always thought i'd be.

however, i shouldn't totally misrepresent myself. having managed to age quite rapidly [or so it feels] over the last couple of years, my work hard | play hard routine has more often than not ended up as work hard | sleep hard. i still mostly attribute the lethargy to lack of exercise and have my dad to thank for the eternal voice in the back of my head, "need more exercise. need more exercise." well, i'm workin on it. i'm very serious about my monthly donation to 24 hour fitness. so what if i've only hit the place up three times since i joined last september. i'm certainly not one to rush into anything.

so the late-nite kid in me quickly morphs into a rather tame, if not boring <gasp!> netflix addict. true. far be it from me to pretend that i wouldn't rather sit back in my poang with a plate full of trader joe's spinach salad than 'rally' with the young-uns out on the town. ah well, glory daze be gone - i am just about there...my late-twenties. gack!