My week and a half spent in the courthouse was quite possibly one of the most interesting experiences I've ever had. Now I want to be a lawyer. Who knew.
My car got backed into this morning in the parking lot at work. Dent. Paint chipped. Excellent.
I ran the "Corporate Challange" last night downtown and actually RAN the entire 3.5 miles in less than 40 minutes. I celebrated at CPK with my coworkers with pasta. I'm terribly proud of myself.
Neptune and Gang Gang Dance at the Central Square Y at 8...Night Rally and Ho-Ag (their homecoming show - it'll be sick) at the Middle East at 9:30ish.
I skipped work today to finish a grad school application. I'll probably get fired. I've decided that it's impossible to work 55 hours a week, do 10 applications, and date a fantastic new guy all at the same time. I need to change something. I'm a ball of stress.
sorry to everyone who i've been neglecting lately...i've been so busy and this damn love thing is taking up too much of my energy. from now on, it's simple...i need some chill time with my friends and roommates again. so i love you all, slap me if necessary.
panic. future. personal statement. job. lack of sleep. i like it better when things just fall into place. in other news, i'll be eating a copious amount of guacamole tonight.