I can't sit still.

Summers in Seattle are like that damn Ring in Lord of the Rings. You have to cherish every moment. Every ray of sunlight is precious. Every day above 65 is amazing.

And I take it all in. Almost too much.

My calendar is filled. Every day is set. Whether it's just roaming around at the Olympic Sculpture Park and anticipating a friend's arrival or planning what to do with Dominic's parents for the week or convincing friends to join me in a DIY boot camp or knitting or going to Gay Porn Parties to celebrate Pride week or seeing the Running of the Bulls at a new Spanish bar or camping or hiking or drinking and biking at the same time or training for a 10k or even just planning a day to relax, I'm booked until like August!

Not sure if this is a good thing or a bad thing, but at least I know I won't be wasting the summer inside watching tv.