And here comes summer.

Don't get me wrong; I love summer vacation. I really do.
However, I'm extremely good at only remembering summer selectively. That is, I wait all year and look forward to it thinking, ok, I'm pretty much going to be with my friends running around every. Single. Day. I just forget that I'm with people for only a couple of days at a time... The rest of it is me sitting at home reading in my pajamas waiting for my life to start. My life consisted of two interesting things: one of which I won't be going down to until August 19th (AAH!) and one of which just got shipped of to Colorado to get his ass kicked in BCT. So now it's Let's Get Ready for Cambridgeland time and lists and thank you notes and stupid placement tests and, in between, watching tv, reading, and playing with my new (relative to me) typewriter.
After a year of always being busy doing something, it hasn't taken me long to get sick of sitting at home.
What am I doing about it, you might ask? The usual--absolutely nothing besides complaining about it.
My game plan for today is to take at least one more placement test (I have four more due by Wednesday) and maybe get out for an adventure tonight. We'll see how that goes.
L