It has been hot here. And we don’t have AC. I am going to Las Vegas to meet my family. My sister and Winemonkey are going. I don’t want to make any more decisions.

I think that is my biggest problem these days. Decisions. I can’t seem to make them. And trying to make them sends me into these fits where I want to cry, run, and punch someone in the throat all at the same time.

I have about a month to get my shit together to teach. I am nervous and I still have a month to go.

I have only 1 more week of work left before I go on vacation and begin preparing for classes.

I finally have an outcome on the last chapter of the dissertation. Good thing too. Because the thought of not getting finished is enough to finish me. Should have worked on it today, but instead I made myself another pair of pants and watched Dodgeball.

FYI - when your washer stops running, it means one of two things:
1. Your clothes are done being washed, or
2. Your washer can not handle washing ~3 loads of laundry in one load.

How is it possible to travel so much in so little time? In the past seven days I will have travelled to the following cities - by both plane and car. Santa Rosa, Sacramento, San Francisco, San Diego, Seattle, and last but not least Vancouver. I have been wondering the past couple of days why I haven’t felt grounded - I think I found my answer. I need a vacation, but one that involves just staying at home for a day.

Today was kind of a strange day. I was talking to the IT guy of the small company that I work for and I was telling him how lately I will get up in the middle of the night when I had an idea on how to make this database work. And he said, “There is nothing more attractive than a woman working on a computer in her pajamas.” And then he proceeded to thank me for “perking up” his day.

He said this. To me. And the first thing I thought was, “You have got to be kidding me.” Then I thought, “Ummm… I work with you.”

Now I am sitting in a local coffee shop, and I thought that I was going to get some work done, but I really just need my big screen on my desk at home. However, about 5 minutes after I sat down, this guy who totally knows how to play the piano sat down at the piano (imagine that) and started playing some pretty incredible music. So now I am looking for a reason to stick around because I already sucked down my 16 ounce espresso milkshake in about 2.5 seconds, but I want to hear him play. I am a sucker for this kind of crap. This moment is only dampened by the fact that the person working behind the counter of the coffee shop is listening to Sarah McLaughlin or something similar. Let’s just say that it doesn’t work well with the piano. You think she would turn the music off and enjoy it while it lasts.

I really should go home and work. But it is probably hot in my house and there is no live music there. And once I walk in the door I will be overwhelmed with the urge to just lay down in my bed and sleep. Which would not = work.

This weekend I began questioning my singleness. I am not sure I am too happy with how things (i.e. my dating life) have been going these past couple of weeks. I was pretty certain that I enjoyed being single and the freedom of being able to see multiple people at the same time. But now, I think that I just have really screwed things up. I need to settle down a little. I need to come back to me for a little bit.

I have no regrets in life, but I really wish things were different right now.