neglect is intentional. right?

i've had a million starting lines run through my head tonight, and as i sit here in bed, all i can think is, "i was late for work because my roommate was in the bathroom for ever this morning, and now i can't go to bed because she's been in the bathroom for ever."

maybe it's her settling into the idea that i'm never home anymore.

i sincerely hope that none of you [if you're still checking to see if/when i post] think this dry spell is without warrant.  every night i come home and have this desire to write, whether for me or for the audience at large.  but sleep comes faster than my hands can reach the MacBook.  i try to keep up with the key blog posts from all of you as well, but i still feel like i'm missing out on all of your adventures.

i don't want this to turn into another "i'm sorry i'm not blogging much anymore" post.
instead, here's all the things i've been doing.

• work

work is great.  work is insane.  and tiring.  and fun.  and exciting.  and crazy.  and stressful.  and hard.  and draining.  and finally starting to make sense.

take a look at my schedule from today:
 
7:10am  wake up late.
7:50am  get in the shower (see above for why such a delay.)
8:30am  leave for the bus/metro.
9:30am  arrive at work.
somewhere around 1ish i took a half hour for lunch.
somewhere around 7ish i took 15 minnutes for dinner.
9:30pm  leave work
10:15pm  arrive home.
10:45pm  sit with Penelope and start writing.

i was supposed to go to Revels tonight for our weekly work party / rehearsal.  this is the first one i've missed.  i don't really like the feeling.

oddly enough, i still love my job.  i would just love some more sleep.

•  choir

seriously, choir is amazing.  i knew it would be working with fun people, and that we'd sing some great music, but i didn't realize just how amazing and great it could be.  we had our retreat this weekend, and between two nights of crazy dance party with huge rounds of flipcups, 'big booty' (if you've never played the game, you must!) and a game of truth-or-dare blackjack, we put in over seven hours of singing, a walk to the beach, and some quality time bonding.  i still can't believe i'm in this group. 

of course, i can't just blame work for my lack of sleep and energy.  retreat brought about 6 hours of sleep total.  going out on monday nights after rehearsal gets me into my bed around midnight.  totally worth it, though.  and there were a few nights when i was smart and didn't go out.  [to counteract the nights when i was stupid and should have gone home, but went out anyway.]

my goodness, though . . .  i really love being in this group.

• revels

not much to say about revels, seeing that i wasn't able to make it tonight.  i still love it with all my heart, as i always have.  volunteering has been an interesting way to keep involved . . .  some nights i get a lot done, and some, i just end up talking with my friends.  such is life, i guess. :)  last week, after rehearsal, we went to the Irish Inn by Glen Echo Park for some drinks, and what fun!  we sat on the deck outside and sang and drank beer [well, everyone but me] and danced and sang some more.  apparently that used to be a tradition after rehearsal, but had been stopped in recent years due to logistics of rehearsal spaces.

i'm still holding hope that i can get back into the show next year.  i really miss being IN the rehearsals and not just assisting in other ways.

• other stuff

hmm, what else.  i have a wedding reception party saturday for one of my sorority sisters.  i'm looking forward to it, and to seeing another sister's new house.  it's always good times when we all get together. 

i'm still working on my project365, although i haven't had a chance to give my weekly/bi-weekly update here yet.  perhaps tomorrow.  it was either photos or words, and since you can just check out my flickr site to keep updated, words won out.

my brother's doing well down here, from what i can tell.  i wish he'd call me or email me back sometime, but alas, i cannot change him.  i should call him tomorrow or something, maybe he'll answer.  i hope so - he owes me money for our thanksgiving trip back to jersey.  almost $400 for the two of us round trip.  ouch, huh.  why don't we drive, you ask?  because i would rather pay $200 than sit in traffic for nine hours trying to get home by car.  been there, done that.

as you can see from my schedule, i don't have time to date anyone.  perhaps that's a good thing.  i'm finally doing the things i want to do, for me.  it's kind of liberating.  and only kinda lonely when i see my roommates all starting new fledgling relationships.  if only i . . .  let's not go there.  this is a public post.

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i hope this has been an enlightening look into what i've been up to for the last few weeks.
just know that i'm happy.  busy, but happy.

sleep time.