COLLEGE!

This spring i will be returning to The Ohio State University to pursue a degree in Social Work. Actually, to be honest the title of my degree will be a Bachelor of Science in Human Development and Family Science. I realize this sounds made up. But the fact of the matter is, a little shift in field of major is the difference between 5 years until becoming a counselor and 2 1/2 years. So, the choice was obvious. Made up major it is.

I am, at once, totally thrilled and totally terrified. I am excited at the prospect of escaping the daily grind of this grown up position that I have half-assedly filled for the last three years. But I also know me. And i know that the giddiness i feel at the thought of being a college student again could send me right back into the kind of behavior i participated in when i was a student previously. (You know, back in 1989.) this kind of behavior being taking any drugs handed to me, wandering to buckeye donuts late at night, drinking so much that i'm not sure what karaoke song i'm singing and crashing my bicycle into things.

If i don't manage to treat this like a full time job, i may just fuck up big time. Now is the time to muster up any maturity i might have and sally forth back into the world of academia. I wonder if i've got it in me.

Life, the Rager

Well, the holidays are over and i, for one, am glad.
now i can go on enjoying my unhighlighted calendar days. as i have said before, christmas is an illusion; no different from any other day. just like friday, it is a construct. monday can be just as good as friday. and i think if people start viewing it as such they could stop throwing away so many perfectly good mondays.
if you view tuesday as punishing torture, then it will so be. if you spend every sunday through thursday anticipating the weekend, life will surely be wasted.
this is the problem my mother seems to have in a much greater sense.
'Fuck all the rest of these days, if i can just make it to vacation, i will be ok.'
I simply cannot live this way.

Ram Dass encourages us to "be here now". And i can't think of a more beautiful thing to say. Right now you may not be at the most miraculously righteous rager of your life, but guess what?
You have arms and legs and eyes to see and ears to hear, lungs to breathe, skin to touch and people to love.
Take stock of all the good things that are happening to you at this very moment. And forget that you are not at Skully's, chugging dollar shots will all of your favorite friends.
Today is a day, just like the rest. I, for one, will be living out the rest of this tuesday like the most righteous party of my life.