Another turning point
A fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist
Directs you where to go

So make the best of this test and don't ask why


- Green Day, Time of Your Life



whee. odd mood. i got most of what i needed to get done today done. car's cleaned out, drugs round I and II are taken care of, laundry's done, books renewed. my room is a disaster and will stay that way while i'm gone - i opted for a nap this afternoon instead of cleaning. linchiq and boren fed me dinner tonight, which was sweet of them. now i'm home, piddling around, trying to get packed up. i have email i should answer and can't dredge up the energy. i need to look up directions before i forget. i'm just feeling really worn down, and i'm very much looking forward to pointing my car north tommorow and getting out of dodge for awhile.

"what do you do when you can do anything you want?" it's a question that's been bouncing around in my head an awful lot lately, mostly as a result of job discontent, and listening to Chas try to figure out where to go on his sabbactical. it's one thing to be sitting around in starbucks with two of your best friends, bs'ing and drinking coffee and discussing possibilites. it's quite another to have your boss inform you that possibility just opted for reality, and to have your world turned upside down in an hour. yes, i'm being dramactic, but well, it's a dramatic situation, eh?

i've done this twice in two years, give or take, now. in fact, this week exactly a year ago is the week i packed it in and got the fuck out of utah. i think i might be getting ready to do it again, though i haven't completely decided yet.

i need to call my folks. man, am i putting off that phone call.

i'm rambling. i should finish packing and get to bed.