Matt Meade

Boy does this sound familiar!

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Delayed_sleep_phase_syndrome

Yeah I finally got some weights and started doing more than the cardio and stretching portions of p90x.

Wow, am I ever sore. Kind of a whole-body sore. It’s good though, it lets me know it’s working!

I recommend the weights below. They are adjustable, but not anywhere near as expensive as some other adjustable sets. These work fine if you don’t need anything heavier than 25 lbs, and if you are new to p90x I can just about guarantee you that you won’t use all 25lbs for quite some time.

I recommend these!

9:43amJoanne
Jana went to south dakota with an old flame

9:43amMatt
SHE DID?!?
OMG
I SHOULD CALL IN SICK AND STAY ON TOP OF THIS ALL DAY
HAS ANYONE BLOGGED ABOUT IT YET?
OOOH IM GOING TO BE THE FIRST TO BLOG ABOUT IT

9:44amJoanne
YOU DONT HAVE TO YELL WITH THE CAPS DUDE

9:46amMatt
I DO, THAT IS IMPORTANT NEWS!!!!

9:46amJoanne
EFF YOU

A poem I wrote for Jane on Valentine’s Day.

The Death of Dreaming

When I was young I’d never fail
to still believe a fairy tale.
“When I grow up I’ll find the one;
a perfect love that’s never stale”.

A witty girl who’s also fun,
and had a smile like the sun;
a little nuts, but full of love,
with independence by the ton

When I grew up I learned to doubt
the happy-ever-after route.
I never found a girl like that
so I resolved to do without.

The girl I dreamed must not exist
who has the virtues on my list.
Was I a fool to aim so high
and dare to be an optimist?

I met a girl named Jane instead.
She killed my fairy tale dead.
I’ll never meet the girl I dreamed,
she ripped the thought out of my head.

The girl I dreamed was fun you see
but looking back, it’s clear to me
that my dream girl would seem so dull
when standing next to Jane Marie.

The girl I made up in my brain,
so beautiful I can’t explain,
would feel unsightly and ashamed
when standing in a room with Jane.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m quite the schemer.
My mind runs wild like dreamer.
I’m sharp, but couldn’t fathom Jane;
you just won’t get it till you’ve seen her.

The smile I dreamed of all along
was like the sun and shined as strong.
But it’s just yellow now to me
when Jane’s is like an angel’s song.

The girl I dreamed was very clever
that too is relative however.
She seems confused compared to Jane
who keeps me on my toes forever.

I wished for love, but my mistake.
She gives me more than I can take.
I don’t know what she sees in me,
am I still dreaming or awake?

Thank you God for making Jane.
My earthly mind did not contain
the hope to even dream her up,
so in your debt I will remain.

I’m 33 today and it’s the best birthday ever.

In fact, my whole life is better now than it has ever been in the past.

Thanks to God and everyone who helped along the way.

I just passed a lady in the mall with a monkey riding on her shoulder. I asked if I could take a picture and she said “no” which I thought was pretty rude.

When I got to the other end of the mall I saw that he was actually an attraction there, and you could pay to get your picture taken with the monkey.

All around him were signs (seriously there were like 4) that said no pictures. I wanted a picture but didn’t feel like explaining to them that legally I can take a picture of anything I can see in public…

…so you get no monkey pictures today.

Got like 11 hrs sleep last night, I was catching up from only getting 2 or 3 the past few nights (which was making me cranky). Feeling pretty good and wondering why I don’t get sleep more often…

Sunday I went to a play at a church with Jose and Jen. It was really well done for a local church-play!

Of course there was the expected level of corniness (showing too much skin for the period, wearing make-up, way too much equality for the period) but the singing and the dance choreography was top notch.

On the way home we stopped for dinner where a strange man who worked there was desperate for our approval.

Good times!

A play about religion

Later, Faye and I got caught up on the most recent “Dexter” available from Netflix.

Saturday the guys from our local Street Fighter scene traveled to a state-wide tournament together to compete. We did pretty well, I got 13th out of 40-50 and one of our guys got 4th. I will post video ASAP.

I was happy with my play for the most part, the only big mistake I made was thinking I could push around Luis’ Sagat (I don’t know why that is stuck in my head, maybe because he was so bad when I first met him) but up till then I was on point. Nothing worse than blowing a tournament because you were jsut having an off day or the pressure got to you, so I was glad that didn’t happen.

Here's a cool Halloween / Michael Meyers customized arcade stick from the tournament.

Also it was fun just because it was a road-trip, and I feel like I know the guys I traveled with a little more than I did before.

When I got home it was time to watch UFC with Jose! I have been missing watching fights at his house lately so this was long overdue. BJ Penn and Kenny Florian won as I predicted.

After UFC Mike, Brian, Cody and me went sledding at the park which was ridiculously fun. We hit a few jumps on the way down the hill, and I even got to test my frisbee theory (…that you can sled down a hill on all fours using only four frisbees.)

Old HS friend via Facebook:

Kelley: lol i do remember the time i made you take a drag off my cigarette for what was left of my happy meal…

Matt: lol, damn that’s 2 things in 2 days people have told me about my past that I have no recolection of AT ALL

Matt: does that make you feel like a big man pushing little Matt Meade around and forcing him to smoke? lol

Kelley : we were downtown… lol i thought it was funny… all for some cold fries and a chicken nugget lol

Kelley: i did feel bad about it a few years later when i saw you at the mall and you were smoking, you threw the cigarette in the trash and caught it on fire

Matt: wow, I was fucking badass

Bonus Material:

Kelley: i wish my grass was emo lol

Kelley: so it would cut itself… hahaha