um, yeah...i've been bad about posting recently.  it just doesn't feel like there's anything going on in my life...like the last two weeks have been me on a little treadmill running in place, waiting to get off and get in the car and go to new york.  i'm both excited and scared about my new adventure, and i'm tired of the treadmill, so bring it on.

okay, full disclosure: there are some problems with this treadmill metaphor.  have i been exercising?  um, not really.  i think that's part of my unsettled feeling - i don't have a routine because i don't need a routine because there's not a lot i need to get done.  (could exercising be part of my routine?  why yes of course, but it's hot outside and i don't want to.)  i complete one task of some sort a day so i can feel useful (don't we all want to feel this way?) and then spend the rest of the day reading or cooking or watching tv.  (i may or may not have watched two and a half seasons of breaking bad in the last two weeks.  that's, um, 2 or 3 episodes a day.)  when my one task of the day goes awry or isn't completable...well, then i just spent all day and i have nothing to show for it.  this is incredibly frustrating, since why the hell else did i wake up than to complete this task?  it's time to listen to this song again; this is how i feel.

so...something exciting ought to happen soon, and i'll keep you updated when it does.  onward, to new york!