Grey's Anatomy just doesn't do it for me. But as I sit watching the two hour season premier in a room steaming with estrogen, my mind is drifting elsewhere.
This morning, for reasons that I'm not able to pin point, I found myself researching legal migration to the Land Down Under. Cost of living, fuel costs, health care systems, and taxation. I even passed the practice test for citizenship. I've always thought about how cool it would be to get my aussie on.
Who knows why
Ha! It'll never happen. I don't think... But about a month ago I came across some interesting info. 2009 Worlds in Australia, and I want to go. I'm trying to get ahead of the game for this one. Already working on what the selection process is and what races really count. I will have to try my hand at one or two World Cups this year. Holy crap. Thats a tall order but I'm going to make a serious attempt at this. I won't make any guarantees cause I'm not down with empty promises but I'm not taking it lightly.
Saturday I got to spend a day in the life of Matt Miller2.0(07) after cutting two tires during the short track within a 20 minute period. One warming up and the other on the penultimate lap. On the same rock. At least I was able to make up for it in the Super D where I had a smooth run. Crossing the line I felt like I put in a good time but probably not a winning one. Well, I didn't win...but I did take second. By half a second. And Brandon took third by 0.11. I don't know if I could handle DH racing if I had to win or lose by splits like those.
Don't let the black and white fool you, that's some major number plate bling. Try not to be jelous.