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Lagooning prep

Rough draft of all the rides and activities I'm committing to. I generally skip anything that's awkward to do solo, like bumper cars or river rapids. I also skip anything where an adult cannot fit comfortably, even if you can fit technically and allowed as per park rules (basically Flying Tigers and Engine 86).  Some rides cannot be done solo, mainly the ferris wheel. And the train is CLOSED.  The hardcore version includes extra coaster laps at night.  The ultra hardcore version involves also doing all rides at Cherry Hill.  Lagooning A Tier: Cannibal, Nutcracker, Spider, Rocket Re-Entry, Rocket Blastoff, Wicked, Roller Coaster, Wild Mouse, Samurai, Bat, Bombora Sweaty: Time Tinker, Air Race, Space Scrambler, Tilt a Whirl, Dinosaur Drop, Ladybug Bop, Flying Aces Lmao: Paratrooper, Rock o Plane Not Too Bad: OdySea, Steamworx, Sky Ride, Centennial, Dracula's Castle, Tidal Wave, Turn of the Century Primordial: Primordial Lagoon a Beach: Outrigger, Twist, Shout, Pipeline...

Things to remember about Whitney

1. It's not freaking K2. The articles are greatly exaggerated about the difficulty. It's a normal hike with altitude that takes forever. It's not even mountaineering. And you don't need multiple days.  2. At the same time, you see unprepared people on the mountain. People get turned around at the switchbacks a lot. I've been on the mountain twice, and summited once, with a third summit attempt coming up, and there is often at least one person in my group that I'm worried about.  So basically: train seriously but don't freak out. 

New job is great

Commute is a bit rough, and you have to wear pants, but it's only 2 days a week and public transport is still better than driving.  Otherwise, it's great. I'm very pleased. The engineering pipelines run smoothly - AND I'm FINALLY learning Google Cloud. Will hopefully learn Terraform as well.  Phew. 

Saturday rest.

Lifting, engineering study, and 18 mile long run done. Then time spent outside, going to Rowley's and Splash Summit. Then cybersecurity, music, art, and reading/writing, all done with relative depth. Cleaned while listening to audiobooks. Dinner, code, games, internet, maybe watch a quick show or movie, then sleep.  Sleep. After a week of only sleeping 6.5-7 hours a night, my body can finally sleep in as long as needed. As a result, even despite 240mg caffeine that morning, I slip into rest. Maybe in the morning, I will explore lucid dreaming and astral projection, but tonight I rest.  The cool sheets sink into me, and I sink into my soft mattress. I hold a pillow and rest my head on another pillow. My earplugs combine with the brown noise from Alexa and the hum of the ceiling fan to block out everything else. I'm in my comfiest clothes, light as possible for summer. The air conditioning is coming through.  Nothing matters anymore. None of all my fears, like: We're all go...

freshman -> senior year at BYU be like

Freshman year: Imagine falling in love here! Imagine taking a walk with her - whoever she may be - hand-in-hand by the duck pond under a starlit night, listening to the stream. You could work on assignments together and be in love and know you'd spend eternity together! I'd practically skip around the campus just thinking about her when we're apart!  Senior year: I am going to blast ICP and ignore everyone because I am completely out of energy and this place is hopeless. Love my coursework though. But I relate to absolutely zero of these people. I'm done. CHECK OUT.  

6/26/26

I'm so sick of waking up, I just might fucking stop I've got red on my fingertips, and I'll stay cursed 'till I fucking drop  - Ghostemane

"build your summer home somewhere else."

Or in the case of the Osmonds, put your entertainment complex somewhere else.  Not in Provo Canyon. Come on, really? I practically live up there. The peace of my summer Saturday long runs up there is one of the few things that's kept me going the past few years.  I didn't even know there was a "gravel pit", but it doesn't matter. The construction and traffic will ruin it. Hopefully, the groups keep fighting. Holy hell I hate politics.  Previously my opinion of the Osmonds was "yeah, they exist I guess" and now it's "who the hell are these people? Get away from our canyon."