have had two incidents this week in which i almost fell down a flight of stairs. each time i stepped too close to the edge, and bad balance led me to skid about 3 steps. i thought this was something that only old people really had to deal with. maybe i am getting old. probably not though, considering how much i can drink and not be hungover the following morning. though, that could just be because i make sure to stay hydrated and what not

looked at the price for the stingray pool at the houston aquarium. its less about 5$ to pet and feed them. am considering going to pay respect to steve irwin. would they notice if i started punching them? can't imagine them being that oblivious, but i may take the risk. can't say i would be too bothered if i were banned from there, since they still keep that rare white tiger in that stony and cold enclosure. i often feel sorry for that tiger and continuously wonder why it has persevered for so long. its been there at least since i was 12. can't imagine holding hope day in, day out for that long

heading back to the city of apples tomorrow. haven't been in a few months so this is something to look forward too. also just relieved that i'm going to have a break from all the work i've had to do. i don't think i've had a particularly huge workload this semester, but these last-minute assignments coupled with a sense of malaise has left me anticipating this for a while. i want to try to see coney island. i want a picture of the parachute jump lit up at night. i wonder if they're still doing that. hopefully it's not just a summer thing