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Summer ‘10
In the months before my latest endeavor, I spent most of my time with my two cousins; Alex and Michael. We have been close since as long as I can remember; the three of us are more like brothers than anything. The last two months of summer of ’10 couldn’t have been any better than we made them.
It’s not far off to say that I’ve spent many a day sitting in one place from the moment I woke up in the morning until the time I fell back asleep. (‘Tis the way of a gamer) Probably ninety percent of our time was spent in this manner, but it couldn’t have been spent a better way. We had taken over my aunt’s basement and turned it into “The Batcave.” Most of our time was spent Gaming and watching movies at the same time. It is true that there are probably better things to be done during the summer, but when you’re moving to an environment where you’re going to spend every moment outdoors and running around, this lifestyle is the perfect form of rest and relaxation. Besides, I’d have more fun doing absolutely nothing but sitting around with them than going out and partying with others any day. There wasn’t a dull moment in the batcave, we made sure of that.
Michael especially kept things interesting. That kid always has something to say about everything. He definitely made a lot of situations funny. (Good thing I taught him everything I know) Together we all out-talked and shut up plenty of people when we played games online. He also loved to attack Alex and myself for no reason or if they were going up the stairs or sleeping. Hell we all fought, it was all in fun though; kept us on our toes.
This was probably also the unhealthiest time in my life when it came to food, but what we ate was delicious, so it doesn’t matter. Buffalo Wild Wings probably made a mint off of us. It was the one place we went other than the occasional trip to the gas station to restock our Arnold Palmer and slurpee rations or the gaming store for new adventures. Those wings are, to this day, my favorite thing when it comes to food. Sure, like I said, unhealthy; but when you’re about to be stuck not eating real food until further notice, you have to enjoy what you eat; if that’s the same thing every day, more power to you I say.
My cousin Alex was all about going places with me. He told me that whenever I was around all the cute girls were too. Probably a coincidence but hey, I’m not going to complain about that one. Who knows, maybe he was right. Perhaps my awesome Bruce Campbell-esque floral pattern shirts drew them to us when we went out. Oh well, I’ll probably never know.
Anyways, though we spent most of our time in the darkness of the basement living under the Christmas lights that were hung in the ceiling, we did get outside occasionally as well. I couldn’t possibly spend ALL my time sitting inside when I had to be fit to train at the end of the summer, could I? (Yes I could have, but I didn’t) We went on runs ranging from one to five miles. Generally we stuck with just going a mile. (What can I say, I was pretty fat, running just wasn’t my thing) Running with my cousin Michael worked out well, we stayed together the entire time and paced one another. On the other hand, running with Alex wasn’t actually running with Alex; I called it running behind Alex. That kid could leave me in the dust. (That’s changed now though, I’ll show him next time we get together) The run I remember above all the others is when we went up to the school my dad worked at. The run there was fine, (I got left behind of course) but they way back is what I remember. We decided it would be a great idea to run back barefoot, who knows why. This would have been no problem if the road hadn’t been dirt and gravel. My feet were killing me after that one.
The summer is long gone now and there’s not a chance of spending time like that again until my military career is over. I did get another taste of it though; when I headed home for Christmas. I found myself back at my aunt’s almost every single day. It’s safe to say I didn’t see half of my friends while I was home because of spending time with family, and that’s alright with me.
I’m sure most people have absolutely no interest in what I’ve just written. Most probably can’t understand why this time was so great. Hell most people might feel like this was a waste of time, and that’s alright. This was more for me than anyone else; a miniature documentation or journal entry per se making note of a good time I had. If you do understand why something so simple deserved note, then you understand what it’s like to spend your time with people you care about, and what it means to find joy in everything you do with them.
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