Final push

I know, I know, I haven't written in forever. Whenever I think about writing, I just can't bring the energy that is needed for a lot of catching up. Plus, I'm pretty sure about 3 people read this and if you really wanted to know, you would call, which you do.

Today is my final day of work before I go home. And what a final day it is... 2-11. I'm going to be bone tired by the end of it, but I'm hoping that we're going to be so slammed that I'm not going to notice the time flying by.

It's really strange that I haven't opened my planner in about 4 days now. I used to have to rely on it so much and now I don't even bring it to school with me. I told my mom today that I don't have a medium speed in life right now. It's either go-go-go or completely dead with nothing to do and loads of time to kill.

I had started up two books a couple of weeks ago right before the insanity began that is the end of the semester and I just couldn't get through either of them. Love in the Time of Cholera is well-written, but a little long and a little slow for pure entertainment while riding the MUNI. Running with Scissors is entertaining, but more than a little grotesque in almost every chapter. I'm glad you're gay, I don't need to know the details.

So I picked up a new book this week, P.S. I love you which I saw a trailer for in the movies a while ago and thought it looked cute. It's perfect beach/vacation reading and takes about 1 oz. of intellectualism versus the 70 I had to devote to the Garcia Marquez book. I'm also hoping to grab The Golden Compass from a friend before I leave, because I've had so many people rave about it and the series it is included in.

I also recently saw the new Will Smith movie, I Am _______ something that I can't remember right now. I had absolutely no expectations walking in, but praying that it would at least make me feel okay about the fact that I had spent $9.50 to be entertained for two hours. And it was actually half-decent. It was a typical end of the world/zombie/suspense movie, but had a lot of elements that aren't usually included in those genres. Like in the middle of this really tense scene, Will Smith throws in some comic relief where least expected. The acting was great, the directing was interesting, the plot was okay, if a little random and unexplained at times.

A couple nights later my roommate and I rented Finding Nemo and The Incredibles, made hot chocolate, and ate cake and had the best girl night that I've had in a while.

Despite the relaxing, I do have quite a large shift ahead of me and I'm going to be grateful to go home for a while. It's weird being at school when no one else is here.