Plans for Next Year

Today was a pretty big day for me. I was accepted into my dorm for next year at St. Andrews, which makes me want to come back even more than I already want to. Only about five minutes after finding out this news, I received an acceptance email from Cal Poly for Landscape Architecture in 2007. I now have an enormous decision to make within the next three weeks, and I'll keep you posted about my decision when it comes.

P.S. Scroll all the way down to read about my February happenings that I have posted today. Sorry for the delay!

Hillwalking in Tyndrum

Another successful Hillwalking trip this last Sunday brought my friends and I to the hills of Tyndrum. It was a successful but monstrous day that covered 18 km and two Munros, putting me at a grand total of 6 Scottish peaks in my repertoire. The two peaks were Ben Lui at 1130 metres (the big boy) and Beinn a' Chleibh (don't know how to pronounce that) at 916 metres. That's only 278 to go. Enjoy the pictures of what was unfortunately a pretty ugly day in terms of weather. When it did clear up though, the hills offered some stunning views.

The Black Keys, Edinburgh, 2/16/07

This was hands down the best concert I have ever attended. They are arguably my favorite band, and seeing them in a tiny club like that was amazing. I was standing about ten feet away the whole time and they played an awesome set. I'm pretty sure I'm somewhere in the video this other guy shot, but it's kind of dark. Enjoy.

Mr. Atholl/St. Andrews

Unfortunately for you, my faithful readers, my action packed month of February went undocumented an unseen. I sit here now on March the first hoping to describe and show my amazing adventures and antics of the shortest month of the year.

It all started with a competition within my hall, Mr. Atholl, which I was pressured into participating in because of lack of participation among the guys. The winner of this competition then moved on to the University-wide Mr. St. Andrews, taking place in a 600 person venue on a stage complete with flashing lights and pyrotecnics. Naturally, because of my rugged good looks and unmatched wit, I won Mr. Atholl and moved on to Mr. St. Andrews, embarrassing myself immensely along the way. I didn't win, but I have to say, it was a pretty good way to spend a weekend. Plus I got free booze (which I enjoyed responsibly). Enjoy the pics!