So. Summer.

Long days. Warm weather. (Well, kind of.) I'm keeping myself busy, I've got the book to work on during the day, I've spent some quality time with cousins traveling around, my family (even Chris!) has been pretty consistent about having dinner together. But in terms of having a social life...it's taking a lot of effort. Planning and stuff....especially for doing things after the sun goes down. I mean, its one thing to sit in the living room of the Pink House with Erik and Lauren debating what to do tonight, making big plans to go out, and then watching bad movies on OnDemand instead. At least we were being lame together.

But here in Mountain View, failing to make plans means sitting here at this desk suffering with my dial-up internet connection with MTV or Adult Swim on the TV behind me. Since the first summer after freshman year at Cal, its been kind of tough to round up my high school friends to hang out. Now its even more difficult since all but a handful of them are not in the Bay Area this summer. And then when we have gotten together so far, if we don't have a planned activity...it's like...what do we do?

There's really nothing terrible about this situation. It's enjoyable at times, relaxing. But I wish I was better at simply enjoying my free time. Instead, I feel like I'm wasting it. Especially when I'm sitting here staring at this screen *trying* to think of a website to read to entertain myself. Damn the Stanford Theatre for being closed for restoration and expansion until July 22nd at the earliest. I liked that job.

And having all this time during this particular summer, between my undergrad and grad years, I can't help but feel like I'm waiting for something to start. I'm in a kind of in-between phase of my life. I've managed to put one foot out the door....with the other one firmly planted in the past. I'm not quite sure what the next steps are, and when to take them....so I'm stuck here in stasis.

Sorry for the metaphors.