Transition: August to September

So, apparently it's September? September was always a weird month for me. In my head, the calendar sort of just went from August to October. It probably has something to do with streaming major events together, which this example being a jump from the start of school in August, to my birthday and (more importantly) Halloween. September doesn't have much in it for me right now, so it's always some kind of bizarre shock when I realize there's another month to go before I get to get presents and play dress up.

School progresses, as I predicted. My astounding soothsaying abilities have proven accurate in that time itself did not stop when the semester began. The overall schedules and occurances of class, walking, buses, eating, and workouts (with or without Bootcamp) are still influx, but that's half the fun of it. The moment I get adjusted and work out a relative schedule is the moment I'll get bored and wish I were doing something else. There is an instructional systems (my master's subject) in Louisville at the end of October. Rumor has it that Louisville is far away, but Google Maps verified it for me so that I now know that I will not be driving, and the cost for tickets and for a plane flight are prohibitive. $300 for the conference ticket, and $250 for a plane ticket from Jacksonville. I may have actually thought about driving up and making a road trip of sorts out of it, but there's so many things happening in October (as opposed to the oft-forgotten September) that driving would take too much time.

Speaking of October, you get to hear me think aloud via the format of typing the various October events: Sis-in-law Edna's birthday, my birthday (10/24), my brother's big Halloween party, and Halloween itself. Please note I turn 30 this year, so extremely special gifts are in order. (Take that phrase however it applies to you).

I visited FSU's Thagard Health Clinic for the first time this past Monday. I'm still alive, so it can't be that bad. It was one of the first health institutions I've been to that had a "Sick People" section separate from a "Well People" section. You would think this would be obvious any place sick people may congregate. I situated myself in the "Well People" section as they did not have a "Sick, but not Contagious People" section, and only had to wait a couple of minutes before being let in so that the poking, prodding, and probing could begin. Good times.

I received a call from a guy at Excel (my old work place) who wanted to go over some stuff that I handled, for which he was now responsible. I don't mind at all because he's a nice guy who tries to help out. The only problem I have is that both he and I brought this up to the manager the day after I turned in my resignation, which was 3-4 weeks before I actually stopped working. That was 3-4 weeks of potential training time, a lot of which I didn't have much to work on anyways. Le sigh. Yet another reason to remind me why I'm not working there anymore.

Hey, I think this was one of the first times I referenced someone's name. I suppose I could look back and check, but I count that as editing, which I don't go back and do once I've written in this blog (see blog #1 for that rule. maybe it was blog #2. whatever). Queries about names? Then ask.