July, july

Wow it took forever to get to July last year. This year it seems like I arrived at it in no time. I do miss sitting around with Bear and Tilly while we did summer planning, and I'm happy to say I'm not addicted to large iced coffees this summer, but in some ways I am nostalgic for last summer. Incorrectly nostalgic, of course, because at the time I was in super ohmygod I miss New Jersey mode, but nostalgic for everyone I guess. Also it is unbearably hot here this summer, so in a way it doesn't feel meteorogically different.

I think I may have talked to everyone individually about getting the job I wanted for the school year. The people seem really cool, especially the head librarian I'll be working under. It's also an amusingly different environment to work in than Inner Harbour. There is free lunch every day, which I am praying is better than IH. Although I wouldn't have traded in working with Wicasa for anything, I am happy to be working with high school kids. And also to not have to wear t-shirts to work every day, although my clothing hasn't evolved much from my winter bum look (just fewer layers of bummery now). I am looking forward to occasionally reading a young adult novel while doing schoolwork. But mostly doing schoolwork. I am cutting back my schedule but I'm sure it will still be a busy semester

And then there's the book. The only thing I can really be proud of right now is that I am keeping up on writing things down. It would have been easier if I had written things down continuously last year rather than doing it piecemeal by consulting e-mails I wrote and drawings and scribbles in my sketchpad and listing every service project, but slowly by surely I'm getting it down. I don't really think it's good. Maybe I write too late at night, but sometimes when I go back and look at it, I have major ehhh feelings about how I put things. Also I'm not sure of how much I can legally say in some cases (so far I am using real names but I assume at some point I will have to hit some 'replace all'...carefully. Dwigt?) And I haven't delved into things I have some shallow negative feelings towards. August. August will be the solid write-down, cake-bake last hurrah before crazytime school/work starts.

Like I said before, I miss y'all. Mostly I miss sitting on my deck and reading, and seeing different people depending on the time of day. Emily on weekend mornings, Nick on weekday evenings, Alex as we both talked on the phone at night. I am a weird person, and I hope that I'm not the only one who feels like they happily reunite with people who they missed, only to feel pangs about other people they left behind elsewhere.