Umm...am I chemically imbalanced?

I could tell you more about my stressful semester but I feel I have shared this enough by now. However, let me just tell you that my motivated former self (you know the college girl who could juggle everything with a smile) is gone and in her place is a mid-twenties lady who just wants to hole up on the couch and watch Gossip Girl. It's really a good thing S & B only appear on the boob tube once a week.

What I should be doing right now:

Researching and writing a critic pick

Researching a feature story

Writing a story I've been working on for almost a year, that's still not done

Writing a business profile

Developing a research project for which the proposal is due in less than a week (I do think Gossip Girl will come in handy here though!)

Reading the countless books that are in my "books to read" pile

Figuring out how my bills will get paid.

What I am doing:

Writing this silly blog post

Checking my facebook & myspace

About to go to a staff meeting...UPDATE: staff meeting over--two hours later

Yesterday, I spent approximately 4 hours watching recorded episodes of Heroes, GG, and Greek...why do I do this to myself?

Checking my bank account, which is seriously sad

Absolutely nothing

Finally watching this hilarious clip

Why is it that when I get stressed out nowadays I can't seem to get motivated to do something to dig me out of my stress. This is not normal. Maybe I should make a to-do list...oh wait, I guess I just did that.

What do you do when you are stressed? How do you keep yourself motivated?

I should tell you, I'm cursed

Peanut (my rock star boyfriend) will be moving in with me, temporarily, at the beginning of October. He is moving down here to the fair state of Tejas but won't be moving in with the band until J...well who really knows when.

But, there is a curse on me in October.

It all began Halloween of 2000 (this would be my senior year in H.S.). I was pulling out from a driveway, where I was dropping off a get well card--sheesh, and there was a Jeep headed my way but a tree somewhat obstructing my view. None-the-less I pulled out and the Jeep had to swerve to keep from hitting me. You should also know this Jeep was speeding, no roof--just roll bars, and raised a foot above normal. So the guy inevitably flipped. No one was injured but I've been cursed ever since.

Something life-changing-ly bad happens every year in October. I will spare you the details that range from boyfriend breakups to V-card mishaps to some more serious happenings.

I will admit, last October I think the curse may have been broken as it would appear nothing horribly awful occurred.

Throw salt over your shoulder, cross your fingers, spit out the window, knock on wood!

But, I'm really not superstitious :)

Just say a prayer!

know-it-nothing

This blog is...incredible. Particularly this post and this one.

Inspired by the twenty-something blog, I've compiled my own list.

What I know (which isn't much):

Lovely Friends: As you get older and your friends no longer live down the hall (in my case) you have to make more of an effort. This means you can't go months and months without talking because no one has time for a 10 hour conversation to catch up on everything you've missed in each others lives. Call daily...or at least weekly, they're worth it and you need them. Those gal pals that saw you through all the travesties of college life will be your safety net in the real world too.

Wretched Boys: A couple years ago I had this idea (an idea, I got from a trusted friend) that any guy who had the courage to ask me out deserved at least one date. True & False. This is fun until you ultimately end up with a boyfriend and have to think back and say, "frick, I dated 17 guys in a matter of months." Proceed with caution.

Life Lessons: This one could go with lovely friends. I have learned that if you're a good listener and observer you can learn a lot from your friends life experiences. What did they do when their bf cheated on them? Did it work? How did they cope when they lost a job/had a baby/got caught in a lie/got a credit card? Life is about learning from previous life experiences, but no one ever said they had to be your own.

Big Girl Jobs: I grew up thinking my perfect career path would be nothing but happiness, which is why I'm 25 and still not completely sure what the crap I'm doing. Lies, all lies. The truth is you aren't going to be completely content every hour of every day with any career. But, if you find one you love and one that challenges you then when you succeed all the bad days will disappear. And I don't mean "Do what you love and you'll never work a day in your life." That's some bs too, you'll still work.

Mom and Dad: Love them...always. Don't be afraid to ask for help...secretly, they like it.

Faith: Never doubt what you know. I know God is love and I know He is always my saving grace.

shameless promotion

I seriously debated posting this. I'm not quite sure why I've been reluctant, except that maybe it's a little narcissistic to post a link to your own story...on your own blog. Anyway, I've relented to my self-loving desire because--quite frankly--I'm proud.

Those that know me, know this battle I have with my writing goes way back. You know that I've tried pretty much every career path I could in order to not be a writer. I don't know how I knew--but I knew--that should I ever become a writer, it would be a path of misery with few bouts of sunshine.

This piece is the first sun ray in my "professional" writing career. I do hope it's not the last.