I can't believe August is over already.  What a fucking month.  August has historically been a very chaotic month for me.  In both good and bad ways. But usually not both at the same time.  Alternating by year, mostly.  August 1992 was sort of an awakening for me, when my world opened up beyond the attitudes of my pennsylvania town.  August 1997 was probably the worst 31 days of my life. Which seemed fair, since that July was probably the best 31 days of my life up to that point. August  '99 was no real picnic either.   So as much as a hate that summer is ending, I'm looking forward to the relative stability that September has usually provided me.  Usually.

    And of course, this is probably the last September that I'll experience that has those "September" connotations, since it's the last September that I'll be returning to school.  I hope.  unless I become a teacher or something, which at this point I'd actually kind of enjoy I think.  Get paid for working 3/4 of the year?  Fine by me.  And, you know, educating kids and whatnot is cool too.

    Anyway, I'm off from work, until i start my internships next week. So I'm just takin' it easy.  This will probably the busiest I've ever been.  but I'm kind of looking forward to it. I just gotta keep my mind busy.   A lot has happened this past week, but i don't really want to write about it.   Some of it I can't.  Jen would be angry.  I think I need to do more offline writing, in the original journal. So I think I'll go do that. Hopefully, after Labor Day, the writing here will get better and more frequent.  August last year was also when I updated the online journal least.  I wish I could get outta these patterns.

I think.

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