I dearly hope that my updates do not become weekly check-ins as I slowly find time to juggle 700 things (or just 2 or 3) in my life. It’s 8.43 right this moment and I’m on the train after a long day of work. Yay 13 hour days!

This is ok; sometimes you need to roll your sleeves up and do this. As opposed to when I was working on the Sopranos videogame and 12 hour days were considered normal. Once a quarter is probably good for me, thanks.

I think that the distance is getting easier, though R might disagree. Classes are ramping up for her and I’m finding a groove in to-do lists and pretend-schedules. I said a while ago that October would be a cool month for me and I think things are still on track for that.

Life is so boring without R around. This isn’t a mope, just an observation. I’ve found I have become even more neat, always picking up after myself, making runs to Target to buy small things to help organize the apartment (read: the closet). I think most of this is because I have nothing else to do with my time and having things put away and out of site gives me piece of mind.

And my desire to go go go hasn’t diminished. Sitting here, inbetween paragraphs, my mind started plotting what I could be doing next, even though I have already finished all the tasks I wanted to complete this week, even though all my next steps have to be done at home, even though I’m tired. I suppose if I stay busy, I can’t stop and think all the stupid (and wonderful) things my mind now revolves around.

I definitely did not appreciate the girl enough while she was around. And when she comes back, I probably will fall into the same trap.

Ok, enough. I’m killing time on the train and that isn’t a good use of your time either. Whee!

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