In no particular order:
Out in Santa Fe, my allergies were fine for most of the year. They got a little bad starting this month - a bit of sneezing, a bit eye irritation. Solution: I took Allegra and was fine. Then I got home to nice, humid, smoggy NJ for the summer, ran out of Allegra, and apparently lost my ability to breathe. I can’t currently get my perscription refilled because I don’t have the actual perscription, there’s no doctor I can go see, and I don’t currently have health insurance.
I don’t know what the hell I’m doing with my life, because I don’t know if I’m going back to school next year. I go to one of the few schools in the country where you can be passing all your classes and still, they try to make you take a year off. I appealed the decision to the Dean, and he said I’d get a letter with his decision this week. I haven’t gotten it yet.
My father, apparently, lost his job yet again. I’m not sure exactly when, because my parents decided they weren’t going to tell me, because they didn’t want me to worry. Apparently, they figured that by not telling me until I came downstairs my second day home on break and saw my dad not at work, I wouldn’t worry about the fact that my father has an amazing inability to keep a job. The worst part is he’s had a hard time keeping a job, so he’ll take whatever comes up, but this last one he actually really liked, it was an easy commute, and paid well.
I need to drive my dog to the kennel tomorrow morning, alone, which I’m scared to do. She gets hyper in cars.
I need to go to my sister’s graduation from the Air Force Academy next week. I’m really proud of her, and excited because we’re going to take an awesome road trip home. I don’t, however, particularly get along with the political philosophy of the vast majority of people involved with the Academy. Dick Cheney will be speaking, and I’d rather gouge my eyes out than sit and listen to him amongst his rabid fans. It’s frustrating as hell to be immensely happy for my sister, but at the same time immensely at odds with the philosophy of her school.
I went to my college’s commencement last week. It was very nice but I got really sunburnt, so my shoulders and arms are peeling. Why the hell does that happen, anyway? I see no evolutionary advantage to having your healed skin peel off like bad wallpaper.
My next-door neighbor, in addition to be an annoying guy who I think is involved in drugs, was out mowing his lawn with a gas-powered mower today at 6 AM.
I’ve realized that, of my ‘friends’ from high school, there are exactly three of them who I truly like as friends. A few more I sort of enjoy hanging out with, in moderation. Most of my real friends are from college, and scattered around the country. Right now, the nearest one is in Indiana - most of my closest friends from school are from Texas or California. One of them is from New York, just a few hours away, but she’s spending the summer in western Canada. I miss them and I’m bored as hell here.
deep breath I feel a little better now