Called in sick today. Felt crampy this morning so I thought why not? I have a sick day left and its my last week of work anyways. Slept all morning. It was glorious.

Its just starting to hit that its mid-August and almost the end of the summer. Where did it go? In fact, where did the last 8 months go? Looking back, it was such a mixture of boredom, relaxation, stress, and activity that I don't honestly know what to make of it. Moving to Baltimore, settling in, applying to grad schools and then all that waiting, figuring out what to do for the summer, moving again, the monotony of commuting, getting things together for Penn, and all the while trying to figure out what my relationship was and had evolved into. Just been feeling run-down a little, so trying to remind myself how good life is, enjoy the time before life really gets hectic with grad school. (Saw the syllabus for one of my classes. 16 books.)

Going to Florida on Saturday for a few days, see my Dad, get to the beach, enjoy a little of the heat and humidity that has been missing from my summer. :)