Schumi is back!!!!!

And, I'm jumping up and down the room with the largest grin on my face. Nothing can make me upset or unhappy at this moment in time.

I have been half-heartedly watching the F1 races this season. It's not because Ferrari or the usual suspects aren't performing well this year. I think it's great that Brawn and Red Bull are getting the results the major teams were used to getting. It's just that after two years of lacklustre racing, small-ish driver personality and crazy F1 politics, I've been tuning out what I once felt was the best sport around.

I'm impossibly excited at the prospect of Schumi being back to F1 racing. At the same time, I'm guarding my heart knowing that things wouldn't be quite the same as it once was. One, he's a lot older and less fit so I doubt he'll be as quick as he used to be. Additionally, what made good racing was the ridiculous rivalries he had with Damon Hill, Mika Hakkinen, Fernando Alonso and to a certain extent Kimi Raikkonen. Even in the poorest of cars, he would compete ruthlessly and that competitive edge would drive his rivals to faster speeds and better drives at each race. It's unlikely this "filler" position Schumi is engaging in as Felipe Massa's replacement would create the same kind of fear in the hearts and minds of the current crop of drivers.

Anyhow, I haven't been this pleased for the longest time. And I will savor the moment as long as I can... I was initially contemplating being generous to my brother this year and letting him go to the night race in place of me, but there is no way in hell I will give up my pitpass when the F1 circus comes to town now!

Falling....

How do you not fall in love with someone who lets you be who you are and still responds rather than shy away quietly?

I am falling... And it is scary, because this time I am being my true naked self.

The Prof is back!

I'm meeting an old friend, D, for dinner on Sunday. I call him "Prof" because he's the only real professor I can truly call my friend. I remember my initial impression of him when we first met. It was not good. I wasn't impressed with his credentials. In fact, I thought him overrated. Additionally, like all typical "ang-mohs", he was unsubtly attracted to J. "How cliche" I thought at that moment. I decided I wanted nothing to do with him.

Well, I am glad that D's persistance in trying to know J better allowed me to change my opinion of him. Turns out, we're a lot more similar than I first thought. We both spent our last two years of high school in London. (Me - at music school. Him - international school when his dad moved to London on diplomatic duties.) We're both academically inclined, getting good grades in the best schools. We both love art and good music of all genres, including classical music. And, most importantly, we both love an intelligent conversation.

For those two years he was in Spore, his presence was a blessing. He made me feel connected to my Boston days where me and a bunch of kids would trade smart-alec remarks with one another, trash Harvard kids, and debate science and statistics endlessly. I could do that with him whilst he was around. Alas, he has moved back to California doing real rocket scientist work.

I am really looking forward to Sunday's dinner. I can't wait to hear stories of his new found love as well as his recent adventure travels. I also can't wait to pick up more factoids such as bits of info like geo-stationary orbit. After all, these make great party quips!