fifteen minutes señor Fresh...let’s go.    
 
I don’t have a lot of time....and that’s the problem.  I have always been like this, I think, but it really came out in college.  I am constantly doing stuff--we are all like this, I know, but lately, i am noticing how this tornado of activity, physical, mental...it has been kind of nonstop.
 
And I know you’re in the same boat, because everyone I talk to is stunned when they realize that September came and went,  that 2006...well, it’s basically over, folks, and where did you go for vacation?  Did you do that thing you hoped to do back in 2005?  Did it ever occur?  Did you read that book?  Write that book?  Did you take that class? Learn that recipe?  Call that friend?  Write that letter?
 
I have been noticing that my writing has gone kind of downhill.  I mean, there have been some emails that I have sent that have been so poorly written, so poorly organized, that I just assume--hope, really--that those receiving it know that I don’t usually write so badly and that I am just in a rush.
 
But what the hell kind of assumption is that?  Why don’t I just write the email later?  Because I probably won’t get to it later because I will just keep postponing it until I can sit down and “really” write...and when that time comes, the last thing I want to do is sit down in front of the computer again.  
 
So, I am trying to slow down.  The weekends have actually been fine, lots of stuff to do, but not really rushed.  It’s the weeks that have been getting me.  I mean, I am lucky that I have all this stuff to do: gym classes, acting class, work, auditions...I am thrilled, really.  But I wonder, sometimes, at what point I stop wanting to keep it up...but then I realize that I don’t want to give up anything.  I love being this busy, but what’s the cost?
 
Argh, I dunno.  I think I am reacting to the fact that I just am finding that I will enter a month and most of the weekends are already booked.  I really wanted to visit New  York this fall, to support Nick and the IT Awards, but it just wasn’t going to happen.   I really wanted to go somewhere for Whit’s and my anniversary, but we are both looking at the calendar and realizing that we have no time!  This great equalizer time.
 
 
and.......kernel panic.
Thursday, September 28, 2006