June 2003 Archives

...Maybe it's because it's Monday. Maybe it's because my aging 1995 Volkswagen Jetta III is starting to feel a bit sluggish as the front suspension sinks further towards the ground. Maybe it's because -- after spending the entire weekend absorbed in "The Order of the Phoenix" -- my brain was so asleep that I sped right past Aroma Joe's and had to double back.

Whatever the reason, I found myself being tempted by road rage this morning. I had to use all of my will power to resist driving around people in the break-down lane, or hoping over curbs. While stuck at the Portsmouth toll, I actually realized, "if I just drove off into the grass, I think I could make it around to the other side without getting stuck... and I don't see any cops..."

I had to shake my head to get these thoughts out of my mind. I quickly downed the remainder of my Dark Mocha... that helped, and I made it to work without breaking any laws. Barely.

My dojo is closing. In a nutshell, that SUCKS. After having invested over three years studying at the same school of kenpo karate it is a huge shock to suddenly be ronin. I've been looking desperately for a new school, but it's a difficult thing to do. There was the whole "Comfort zone" thing, as well as many friends who will be hard to stay in touch with. I won't harp on it too much here, but I will on this page, which I've dedicated to the many stranded ex-dojo-ers.