Procrastination

I'm really good at it. Especially when it comes to writing. I don't really know what it is about writing, but as soon as I get some motivation to begin, I somehow find something much more interesting to do -- like clip off this hangnail that's been grating at me for about.. oh.. i don't know -- 2 seconds. And this is the reason why I haven't talked much over the past 2 weeks.

Quite a bit has happened, and there's much I'd love to talk about. Yet, right now I have a scared dog curled up in my lap because he is freaked out over Casey cleaning his gun. OI!! I guess I'll get into details later. So here's a quick summary: i finally know how to swim, spent a long weekend at the beach, stayed home memorial day weekend (sadly missing our friends' wedding -- congratulations Pete and Molly), biked for the first time this year, saw the Moon-God for the first time in a long time, working hard on making a little cazpoot.

Ok.. ok.. i'm twisted 90 degrees typing this b/c of my 'fearless' dog. I'll be sure to check in later with more details.

So much more to talk about

but i've been lazy. so instead, I took a blogthings test to show everyone how liberal I am. Dad will be so proud.

Your Political Profile:

Overall: 35% Conservative, 65% Liberal

Social Issues: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal

Personal Responsibility: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal

Fiscal Issues: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal

Ethics: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal

Defense and Crime: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal

How Liberal Or Conservative Are You?

They Found Me.

Those awful little buggahs --- pollen. For as long as I can remember, I have been pretty lucky when it came to allergy season. As my friends and family suffered, I went on with my day as usual. I guess the pollen spirits felt I was missing out on something. Yay me.

Itchy nose. Itchy eyes. Foggy head. The little moisture that was found on my eyes have now turned to finely-grained sand. I want to keep my eyes pried open to avoid the uncomfortable scraping that accompanies every blink.

The fun all started 2 weeks ago and up until yesterday I could ignore the symptoms. I'm a firm believer in ignoring symptoms -- for example, sore throats -- because then the symptom doesn't exist and within a few days it really doesn't!! This philosophy has worked for me in the past, but not this time. Perhaps it's because I'm tired and my defenses aren't as strong. Or maybe the pollen are pulling their troupes together to really give me a final *THWUMP* before the season ends. Either way, I'm fussy, fed-up and tired.

For those of you who put up with this ridiculousness every year, I now can empathize. What a shoddy way of spending one of the best seasons of the year. Nature is waking up, the days are warmer, there is always a slight breeze, the flora smells phenomenal and the colors of the trees and flowers are vibrant. The change also makes us humans a bit more hospitable towards one another... yet, something doesn't seem right. Everything is almost too perfect. Oh, yes, of course... *BAM* pollen decides to move in muck it all up. Damn you pollen. DAMN. YOU. *grrrr*