i swallowed a bug.

I am tired. Really, really tired. I need to - I don't know. Do SOMETHING that has nothing to do with anything. My life has become very monotonous. I just work all the time. And I don't see hardly any of my friends - except, luckily, for Adam. But the last couple weeks have just been sort of a lull, for the most part.

I had an awesome 4th of July this year, though. I worked until like 3 or something, but then Adam and I hit up a movie, went out to dinner (he wouldn't let me pay, the rat - I'll have to make sure to find a way to repay that), and then chilled at Gregory Park and then watched fireworks. We were getting eaten alive by bugs. In fact, I accidentally swallowed one and was, consequently, made fun of all night because it like got stuck in my throat and I kept coughing. But the fireworks were beautiful and amazing. I hope it doesn't make me a pyro to say that I absolutely love, love, LOVE fireworks. I love the way they streak up into the sky, trailing gold behind them and then shoot into a million sparks of color, showering down. And the way they crackle and snap and bang! is wonderful to hear.

Work has been pretty crazy lately. We've been very busy, which is good, but also exhausting. I'm growing rather restless, though, with the repetitive nature of my life. I need something to shake it up. I think a trip to somewhere is going to be imminent soon, but I don't know where to go. I mean, of course there is St. Paul but most of my friends down there are working all the time & traveling and stuff anyway so I probably wouldn't get to see anyone. I just realized that I don't have anywhere else to go, though. Hmm. Dilemma.

I did get official word of my acceptance to York for the fall, so that's cool. I haven't gotten my package of information in the mail yet, though, so I don't have anything tangible to occupy my attention.

This is the first time I've ever been excited for summer to be over, I think. It's a strange feeling. Not that my summer is horrible or anything, not by any means. It's just that for one of the first times in my life, I'm more excited about what's coming than what's happening. It's kind of a good feeling, it just means that I'm rather impatient.

Another small blessing was that it was sunny and nice out yesterday afternoon so I got to spend some time out of doors on my day off. And so I finally got to sit out in the sun for a bit. I'm still pretty pasty but I have a leetle bit of color now. I also worked out in a serious way for the first time in a LONG time, and so today I'm quite sore. But in a good way, the way that means, hey, my body has accomplished something!

Anyway. I think I'm going to go do some laundry and some reading and some writing and then get myself to bed. It's been a long hot day and tomorrow promises more of the same.