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Week 6: Laziness and My Life

7/9/2013

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Keeping up regularly with a blog has proven to be more difficult that I had initially thought! It has been around 3 weeks since my last update about D.C., so I suppose I should make it a good one! Let me recall what has happened over that period of time... Internship has still been going well (half way done already!). Went to my first "adult" club -- it wasn't a fun time, I will tell you that. Signed up and donated to an environmental activist group, and got to hang out with the recruiting member for a bit the following day. Went and hung out with a new friend in Alexandria in his 16th floor apartment that had a gorgeous view that spanned D.C. and much of the surrounding regions. And most recently, my Biffles (a good friend from school) came up to visit me last Friday, and we ended up walking around D.C. for most of the day. If I had to write a thesis for this blog entry, it would be that I have been doing my best to enjoy my time in D.C. by exploring, and being spontaneous.
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I have been taking quite a few pictures while I have been down here. This picture was taken in front of the White House (obviously...). The signs read "Live by the bomb, die by the bomb" and "Ban all nuclear weapons or have a nice doomsday". This idea, to me, kind of aligns with one of Newton's laws of gravity: To every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction. If you are going to attack others with nuclear weapons, or bombs, inevitably, you yourself will die by the same fate -- though this is probably just sounding like activist nonsense right now. But anyways, figured I'd share this as a side note.

So, I should probably elaborate on my beginning topics a bit. Yes, is my answer, if you were asking whether that "adult" club was in fact a strip club. I don't remember the name of it, but it was bloody expensive. It was $8 for a bottle of water, $9 for a small glass of beer. It was club policy that you must buy something in order to stay in, so I did, stupidly enough. I had a friend with me though. She was the one that suggested going to a strip club. Mind you that it was only like 6 or 6:30 pm by this point, but we went anyways. After talking with her for an hour or so about politics, and various environmental issues plaguing this world, and sharing a few laughs, I figured why the hell not. She seemed cool to me. Again, yes, if you were wondering if this was in fact the activist recruiter that persuading me into going to a strip club... Memories I say! We exchanged numbers after this horrible, yet fun experiences, and ended up meeting up the next day at an Irish pub near George Washington University. We drank, and talked about whatever. Then 9 o'clock hit, and penny beers had arrived. Penny beers are precisely what they sound like, cups of beer for a penny -- that is it. And we drank some more, and some more... It was a good night to say the least, and I did make it home safely without getting into trouble.
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I saw this adorable little thing while waiting around in front of a Potbelly's. Carrying my camera around with me gives me a chance to capture these beautiful picturesque moments that nature provides. I sat around, reading a book called My Lobotomy, and a fella stopped by and commented on my book. I don't remember his name, but I remember having an entertaining conversation with him. He was a biker (bicycle), and apparently knew the other biker guys that were around because he was conversing and sharing jokes with them quite a bit. Some of the things that he said made me burst out with laughter a couple of times -- most of the humor coming from perverted, or juvenile comments, but, to me, those contribute to the little things in life. Like this little bird did, just something to smile about on any ordinary day. The reason why I was lounging around was because I was going to be meeting up with my roommate soon for a drink. Her name is Sarah.

I am 6'2, so not necessarily that short. But Sarah, I'm not entirely sure how tall she is, but she is certainly taller than I am. Extremely nice girl though, and very passionate about the environment. She volunteers for the World Wildlife Foundation (I believe, will correct later if I am wrong) -- made me feel sorta bad since I am getting paid for what I do, but I would argue that, what she is doing, is far more important for the world in comparison. But anyways, we met up for a drink after we were both done with work, and just talked a bit, mostly about politics and life. I had a nice time, enjoyed talking with her. Every now and then, we will just bullshit about whatever back at our house, usually ends in a laugh or two.
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This is my Biffles: the infamous Biffles that I am in a picture with in the "About Me" section of my site. Rarely caught by a camera, I got a shot of her in action, rare site indeed ;). Her name is Meg.

Like I mentioned earlier, she had come up last Friday, and we spent the day walking around the city, and catching up with each other. It was a lovely day... though a hot one. We checked out a couple of the Smithsonian museums; one was the Italian Art Exhibit (I think), another was about the Native Americans, and then we checked out the Museum of Natural History.

While at the Native American museum, we stopped to watch a couple tales of Native American mythology... Great stories... One was about a little girl that got visited by a creepy star every night that brought her pleasure. Not even kidding you. And the other was about a bear that slaughtered a whole village of people; the survivors managed to kill the bear by trapping him, and burning his whole body, making sure that no drop of blood remained or else he would be instantly resurrected. 

The Museum of Natural History was very interesting too. All of the old dinosaur bones, and stuffed animal replicas that populated the museum. As well as the interesting layout of the museum itself, and the designs that they used. 

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She sure wanted a picture with that dinosaur!!!
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Because of all of this walking around on this hot hot day, we stopped at a smoothie shop eventually: they had amazing smoothies, so amazing that I can't even remember the name... Sweet & Tangy maybe? We ended up walking to Union Statiion by the end of the day. Amtrak is located there, which was her ride home. We got there pretty early, though, so we ended up just sitting around talking some more -- I always enjoy that.

After she left, the rest of my weekend was pretty relaxing. Didn't do much else other than play video games, and read. A little bit of alone time, away from people, isn't a bad thing. For me, it is a time to simply cleanse my mind, and to just relax. On any given weekday, I probably walk by, or encounter, hundreds of people, so its nice to just sit away and alone in my own little oasis.

I finished that book that I mentioned earlier, My Lobotomy, and am now reading The Alchemist -- just as another side note. Attempted reading a book called Southern Vampires, but I just wasn't getting into it right now. Maybe I am not in the mood for that type of book right now, or just couldn't enjoy the southern dialect that it was written with. Whatever the reason, I decided to read another book, and I chose The Alchemist.
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I almost forgot to mention this adorable story. On our way to one of the Smithsonian Museums, we encountered this mother duck and her little babies following her. Shortly after spotting them, they waddled their way over the ledge on the left, with all by one of the ducklings making it over it initially. The poor guy tried getting over the ledge, but was really struggling. But, he persisted, trying again and again. On about the 4th or 5th attempt, he succeeded! Reuniting with his family once again, and I hope, they lived happily ever after... hehe. It was a warm and beautiful moment, and sight to see. 

Thanks for reading everyone. I will make sure that I will post up another blog by this time of next week -- for real this time. In the meantime, check out the other links if you'd like on my blog. Though I don't update my D.C. blog all that regularly, I do post up poems from time to time in "Some Poetry", and hopefully, will post up some more rants in "Some Thoughts".

                   

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    Daryl Simons Jr. is a student at Albright College, and intern at McAllister & Quinn, a consulting firm located in Washington D.C.

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