I'm listening to Pandora's interpretation of my music tastes; I'm getting really scared about the future; summer's almost over.

I taught for three weeks of camp this year. It's much easier than it was the first year, but not less tiring. I'm also in the midst of a standardized patient case for the med school. Trying to scrape up baby paychecks.

I move in next Friday. I've been buying too much junk lately. And my mom has. She's the best. Tomorrow I'm getting a television (the first one I've ever owned--just mine, no one else's) so that I can have movie parties in my apartment, which will be decorated with my photographs and my lamp that is breaking and ugly Mercer furniture that's never quite big enough.

My crap laptop, free gift a la freshman year, has finally died. We got the verdict yesterday--fortunately, they can save my hard drive. I've ordered a Mac to replace it--Blackbook, as I'm calling it, seeing as I splurged for the computer with the million gig hard drive.

I've hated spending the past month and a half without a computer. It messes with my organizational sense of what-is-right. I need to be able to access my files or upload photos when I like.

I did a little bit of research on my personality type (ENFJ), and realize that I am prone to look forward to future events more than I relish the actual present. Though this is kind of depressing in and of itself, it explains a lot. I guess now I can just look forward to things and know it's normal. Just be happy being excited about the future and excuse my present boredom.

Things I'm looking forward to:
1. Fresh clean apartment to decorate
2. Living alone-ish
3. Taking a poetry workshop again
4. Visiting Jake in Kansas City

Things I'm dreading:
1. MFA applications
2. Stupid core classes that I don't care about but I know professors will take seriously
3. The GRE
4. being so busy I can't function

I know I'm a really bad blogger and only write about really boring things like plans and assumed futures. I can't help it. Here's something cooler:

Lately I've been having really weird dreams. Last night I dreamed I was in a train with some of the guys from Oxford; one wouldn't pay attention to me. Then the train turned into a boat. Also dreamed the other day that Whitney and I were in her car in a parking lot, and some creepy man convinced us to help him with his car. Then he kidnapped us and beat us up.

Also cooler:
Batman.