so,
it's been a long while. bastian had over 3200 miles on him before i took my first overnight trip (not including one sleepover in annandale i almost forgot about and the all-nighter around new year's also in annandale). i went to lynchburg to drop off jackie (insert long, complex explanation here), and now my car has upwards of 3600 on it, i think. please keep in mind i got this car at the end of november (21stish or so, according to the blog)(why aren't my archives working???). holy cowsers. anyway, having jax around was good and schtuff, visiting lynchburg was weird, and i had no idea how to get anywhere anymore, the campus is uberweird now, and the city's gone mad with development. but i totally liked the 65mph speed limits (although it snowed/sleeted/rained the whole way down, so we didn't ever do much over 70).
i'm tired. i'm not even choosing between something i like and something i'm avoiding anymore. i'm avoiding the thing i want to avoid (generally homework) and having to decide between the things i love and enjoy and treasure. not this coming weekend but next, i have plans to go out to visit a friend in winchester, leaving friday, and then i need to be back for ester's birthday celebration (i can't remember what the last family dinner i actually went to was), then angie just told me she's gonna be around in lynchburg that sat/sun/mon?, and i'm supposed to be at a sunday school class we're just starting up at 9:30 sun mornings, and i believe i have something else after that, too. it's just getting to be a bit much for me. i spend my time feeling guilty b/c i'm choosing the planners over the spontaneous people, so i tend to NOT see the same people over and over again. and i'm having to plan my dinner and a movie type stuff two or three weeks out. it's ridiculous, but i don't know how to make it stop.
this spring break was the first one i've ever wanted to do stuff during. usually, i just want to be a couch potato and eat spaghettios. this time, though, i had plans. restring guitar, go to the national gallery of art, do some much-needed shopping, go to a park, find a place and take some pictures, and on and on. did i do any of it? no. my work week was atrocious (sp?), including fri, which went from 7:30am to 10pm. just bad. worst spring break i've ever had. ever. and i'm just the teenie tiniest bit bitter. couldja tell? 0:D
sorry this is kind of a depressing post. i'm just being generally frustrated with life at the moment. i know it'll pass. i just don't know when.
