You know what's odd? Having a friend who you normally treat as internally identical to yourself, then talking with them about a topic over which the two of you differ dramatically. It's like having an argument with yourself, or being bipolar. It's like pondering the question of how different you'd be if you were born a few minutes later. Would your hair be another color? Would your favorite color be orange, and your favorite food be chicken Kiev?
I got my fitness assessment results today, went for a run, and attended the Manuary awards dinner at Apizza Scholls on Hawthorne. We went to Staccato Gelato for dessert-- blood orange and marionberry sorbet, yum.