Weddings are fun...

especially when you have the most incompetent wedding coordinator in Florida.

Well I am back from my weekend jaunt to Flordia for my best friend's wedding. It was great! She and I spent the majority of our time giggling and laughing and reliving old times, which was my ploy to keep her unstressed. (Which apparently I did very well, I have never had so many people tell me what a great job I did...and I didn't even think I was working!)

The unfortunate wedding coordinator didn't even sour our moods. We managed to turn her and her incompetence into a great series of jokes that will be remembered forever. All I will say is if you ever plan to marry in Pensacola, DO NOT USE THE INCLUDED WEDDING COORDINATOR! It would be worth the money to get someone else!

Now that I am back, it is time to get on schedule. The tri I was shooting for is full so my first tri is going to be a little further into the season, but that is okay. I want a little more time to train, seeing as how I have been in the slacker category for the past couple of weeks. School really gets in the way sometimes, you know?

And it all comes together in the end...

Well I have finished the paper that is due this afternoon and have an introduction for the one for tomorrow. YAY! And I even got to sleep some! Imagine that...

Now it is time for a short break and a few updates. First, have mentioned this is my last semester...then I move into Grad School torture. If I haven't now I have. But this leads me to the first topic...Graduation. Why is it that this idea freaks me out so thoroughly. It is not like anything is going to change really, I am planning on staying at the same college, I will be living in the same place. Still be around my friends and family but somehow graduation is freaking me out! *sigh* Probably has something to do with this craziness I call my brain.

Next, my training seems to have ground to a halt. At first, I had that neck issue/injury. Then, well I just haven't gotten going again. Between the weather, school and the random freak outs (see above), I just haven't gotten moving again. I am still getting my Yoga classes and home practices in, which is good. Yoga is the one thing that actually helps the freak outs go away, something about the breathing. If you remember to breathe, you don't tend to hyperventilate as easily.

Finally, I get to go to my best-friend-from-high-school's wedding this weekend. In fact I am in it. I am very excited about being able to go see her and meet her soon-to-be-hubby. DH got my ticket (round trip) for $5! (Plus a lot of frequent flier miles, but hey it still just $5!) So I will get to see my friend for the cost of a value meal! Don't ya just love bargains!

Anyway, back to that second paper I go. Hopefully all freak outs will remain at bay until it is finished! *crossing fingers*

Again with the procrastination...

Yes I am up to it again. But this time I am trying to get my brain to get moving. I have been staring at the computer for the last 3 hours and I have the grand total of one paragraph actually saved. Although I have typed the equivalent of about 3 pages and deleted it...too soapbox-y.

Anyway, now I am trying that whole "just start writing" thing. But since I don't want to delete yet more words, I am putting them here. So if this randomly moves off to the politics of motherhood or an examination of judicial intervention in war powers you should understand. Count yourself as warned.

The thing that sucks monkey balls is that I have the answers in my head, really they are there, but they refuse to be transmitted to a medium that is acceptable to my teachers as an assignment. I think they would be slightly frightened if I turned in a small portion of my brains and said "There, it is all in there. And apparently political science DOES require brain surgery! What is my name again?"

Ah the joys of the wild and crazy thoughts that my brain harbors. Believe me it is a scary place, my brain. One second it is making perfect sense then the next it is contemplating the joys of jazzerise and if we should try it out. Or some other strange something...as Lorelai Gilmore says "monkey, monkey, underpants." Yes, my brain is a strange place indeed.

Have you ever...

had something to do, say a paper or papers for school, that you just did not want to do so you found every possible way to procrastinate?

Well I am a master at the aforementioned dilemma. In fact this is one of my ingenious ways to avoid working on aforementioned papers. I have got to work on these papers, unfortunately I find contemplating the universe and all the stupidity within it much more important.