Choices, choices!

So I've been in a bizarrely good mood for days. I couldn't get anything done during my hurricane break. It was weird--I didn't need to be anywhere. I couldn't deal with that, so I didn't do anything. Except at the end I finally cleaned my room, so that was good.

Then, the day after the hurricane (day of? the afternoon...) it was 65 degrees out, sunny, and absolutely gorgeous. It's been like that for 3 days now, although I'm guessing tomorrow will probably be back to hot (yuck). With the sudden drop in temperature from 90 to 60, everything has felt very surreal. But I've also been really happy and excited. I LOVE cool weather.

Not to mention, I was having a lot of fun bragging (just a little) about my LSAT scores at school. It's really cool to be recruited by law schools. Since I never went to high school I've never been recruited before. It's nifty. Maybe it's childish, but whatever, I'm enjoying it.

My list of law schools that I'm even considering applying to is 15. Several of them I think are pretty much out. 5 of them I'm not sure about joint degrees...the other 10 definitely have either an MPH or MPP program. I know I'm definitely applying to Georgetown and to Boston University (as my backup). The more I look at it, the more I like Columbia. They actually require pro-bono work of their students, they have a generous loan forgiveness program, and they have an extensive study abroad program. I was always kinda bummed that I missed out on studying abroad during undergrad, so it'd be way nifty if I could do it during law school. I didn't realize that was even a possibility until today.

So yeah, there's a lot going on. I feel pretty good about life though. I wrote two pages of my thesis intro yesterday, and I have at least one more page to write before I turn in my latest version on Monday. So yay for that.

I'm off to read a bit more before bed. 'Night.

Chicago Marathon

When I went in the break room for brunch today, the Weather Channel was on and they were showing Kermit running in the Chicago Marathon. My ears perked up. Chicago Marathon, I thought, but that just happened. A few months ago, no more. After pondering the strangeness of this for several more minutes, it finally hit me that it had been an entire year since the last Chicago Marathon. Wow, how strange, an annual marathon that happens once a year.

A year ago, I was headed to Iowa to canvass for Kerry. But, we didn't have enough cars. that was the week that Berck had left my car at my apartment, so I had the not-so-brilliant idea of volunteering to drive. So, another volunteer in another car (not his) and I set off to go back to my apartment. Over an hour later we were still stuck on Lake Shore Drive and could not for the life of us figure out how to get west to my apartment. We finally were almost there when Nate, the volunteer coordinator, called and said to come pick him up, we were leaving, we had enough cars. He ended up walking to a place where we could pick him up, as we couldn't figure out how to get to him. They seriously had shut down over half the city...it was completely crazy.

Lauren, a gal I worked with, ran in that marathon. She taught me about this stuff you have to put on your thighs ('AstroGlide' or something) so that your shorts don't cause your legs to bleed from the swooshing. Geez. Perhaps that's a sign that you shouldn't be running that far.

Eh, well, I'm pretty pissed off at myself for messing up my fall break and not going to fall break like I had promised myself. Maybe I can figure out how to go over a weekend. I could go up on a thursday afternoon until monday morning if I could get 2 days off work and be free of the Catalyst. (I'd still be there to finalize on Monday evening.) I'd have to do it soon, though, because it's going to get cold. Very soon.

I always mess up my vacations. I really had good intentions on this one. I had talked to Noell, gotten the days off work, and given the dates to my grandfather to make reservations. It would've been perfect other than the slightly problem that they were the WRONG days. Ooops. Gotta love being a dumb butt.

Oh well, I'm really enjoying my low-committment break. Plus, it gives me a chance to catch up on work and put in enough hours at my job to make a little bit of money. And that's always nice.

Well, I have another half hour around this place. I'm bored to death. I worked until about 3ish, and then since then I've just been messing around. I bought a DVD player and some RAM for my computer. (The DVD player I bought with a gift certificate...the RAM I just couldn't resist buying once I found it and realized how cheap it was.)

Then...I can go home and veg out. Oh, too bad, Damy's out of town. In Phoenix with the boy. But whatever, I can watch Gilmore Girls and read econ philosphers or do whatever else I want to do.

Welll, I'll probably scadaddle in about 15ish minutes. No point waiting until 7 when there's nothing going on.

Time to end this blase entry...later...

Existance

Today I woke up and I finally remembered what it was like to be happy to be alive. It's a pretty cool feeling, not surprisingly. On the drive to work, I noticed that it was sunny, and not just that the sun was in my eyes. I had forgotten that I love the sun, and I'm always happy when it's sunny. It's beautiful out today. It's probably been beautiful out every day, but I'd never noticed.

For the last few weeks, I'd started to feel like I didn't actually exist. I was passing by my kitchen, and realized I hadn't cleaned it in weeks. Then I remembered that I hadn't dirtied more than a few glasses in weeks.

Not doing anything social does that to a person. When your only human interaction comes at work or in one of your many required activities.

A few days ago, a car passed me that said "honk if you don't exist." I'm absolutely sure that it was mocking me.

It's amazing how much good it can do you to get something like the LSAT behind you. After I took the test yesterday, I went home and slept for 3 hours. I got up, worked on my midterm and then my thesis and then went back to sleep. I got almost 12 hours of sleep last night, and woke up feeling well-rested for the first time since school began, probably.

It's great that I feel this good because I have a helluva week ahead of me. I have a midterm tomorrow, the beginning of my lit review for my thesis due on Tuesday, and my take-home midterm (10 pg essay) due on Friday. Then I'm FREE! No Catalyst, no school, no nothing. Except for work. But that's almost nothing. ;)

I truly can't believe that half the semester is over. A member just asked me 5 minutes ago if school had started back. Ha.