I alone am staggering

My hormones are out of control. That can be the only explanation for my raging insanity the past week. The stress is finally getting the better of me. I'm eating like a bottomless pit, not working out enough (no time! no energy!) and my normal mid-day surges of "This week isn't so bad! I can do this for awhile more!" are becoming fewer and farther between.

My intern meeting tonight was a step in the right direction. Having made no progress with it whatsoever up to this point, it was nice to have a concrete goal: write a news release. Ok. Got it. Done. I can deal with writing, with something to write about.

Halloween is fast approaching, and I finally have a costume, thanks to Shannon. I'm wearing her shiny birthday dress, Homecoming Queen tiara and some sick makeup and voila: 80's Prom Queen. Being that there are multiple nights of going out, I may come up with something else as well. We are going to a tournament in Rochester, NY and I hope it will be as fun as it has been the past two years. The fact that this is the third time I'll have been to this particular tournament makes me feel old.

I need to get some balance. Winter break will be good for me, and I absolutely can't wait. Family trip to Florida was cancelled, thankfully, so I'll have time to do all the visiting and snowboarding I had planned on. It better snow, goddamnit. A trip to Chicago is on the docket, as well as Pennsylvania? Of course, obligatory trips to wherever there are sweet runs and people willing to fly down hills with me.

One of my biggest problems is that I am always looking ahead, and I have trouble appreciating the now. Going out doesn't hold the same charm it used to. Our party was amazing, and so are parties with people I adore, but just GOING OUT is lame, now. I've always had the urgent need to move on to the next thing right off, but right now there is no clearly defined "next thing". I started the application for study abroad (Melbourne, Australia, here I hopefully come!) and I'm starting to apply for an internship in the State Senate. I suppose both of these could count as the "next thing", but neither seem to be enough to satisfy me.

For now, watching Shannon run herself into walls with a helmet on will be enough. I did, after all, just about die from laughter.

And I will think fondly to travels, and dream of more adventures....