Boredom

Living away from home is giving me so much more time to do things - I make meals, have a job, have enough time to do all my homework without procrastinating, have a boyfriend, and still have enough time to ramble around the city.  And I still get home before my roommate.  I'm not really sure why this is - do I need to join more clubs?  Get a job for the weekends?  Make actual friends?  Wait for classes to start warming up?  I don't know. 
I'm so used to doing everything, I don't know how to slow down and not do things all the time. 

And most of the weekend activities here seem to being getting "shwasted", going clubbing or hooking up with someone.  Not exactly things that interest me.  I've been creating my own Washington Wanderings, but there's only so many places you can go in a walking distance of a campus, even one in a city.  On the plus side, if anyone decides to come visit, I know all the places to go - and can probably avoid getting lost on the way to see them.

Boredom is dangerous

Civilization is the collective mass of rules created by groups of people with too much time on their hands.

(source: xkcd)

A Change of Pace

So much has happened over the summer - no wonder I haven't had time to blog (the same excuse I use every year, yeah?)  But, it's valid.  This summer I helped organize a Relay for Life, transferred to another coast for school (Gah!) and did every house sitting/odd job that I was offered for college loan payment money.  Hey - the 27 K loan I took out for the year's tutition isn't going to pay itself back.  I also had fun living on Del Taco and In-n-Out while roaming around with the Nerdster and testing my alcohol-related limits (sort of - I am really bad at measuring/remembering shots and I cut myself off way early).  It was also my first summer being aware of being poor - I've always had a job since I moved out.  This summer was a break from that - for both the good and the bad.

But now I am back, and ready to blog some more!