Boredom has set in...Indulge me here - myspace blog post

So today I feel a little...blah I guess. This caught me a bit off guard, as I was flying high after playing volleyball last night (sidenote: I am truly having a blast playing again! We won 2 out of 3 last night, and it was fantastic. I know I keep raving about it, but it makes me so happy that I can't shut up.). However, there it was: blah. I sat with it for most of the day, trying to figure out what my problem was...I didn't come up with much until I arrived at night class and Kari said, maybe you are just bored. Voila! That makes complete sense. Law school is old news (and also truly boring in itself), my dating life is in need of CPR or some other form of resuscitation, I don't have a lot of time to really see people, I miss Sarah and many of my other friends (note about not having time), and I lack motivation to do work. Thus, boredom and the subsequent blah feeling. Volleyball is fantastic, but that can't be the sole source of happiness for an entire week. It just doesn't last that long. Maybe I should find some other sports teams to join...that actually is a good idea!

Seriously though, besides more sports, I need to change things up...what to do about this...I need a game plan. Perhaps the first step should be to make plans with peeps. So peeps, let's do it. My lack of blah depends on you.

Over and out.

Fun fun fun (and a tiny bit of ouch)! - myspace blog post

Many of you know that I demolished my knee in May of 2005, and some of you probably know that before that, I spent a great deal of time playing sports (volleyball and basketball teams, two softball teams, and sometimes flag football). Since the injury, I really haven't played much of anything, except for tons of physical therapy and one volleyball match. The injury was devastating for many reasons, but mainly because I've loved sports my entire life and I'm truly an athlete in my heart and soul. The second I got hurt, I knew what I had done and what rehab would entail, and also that I might never be the same.

However, as noted above, I absolutely love playing sports, so I decided to get back into the game with my old volleyball team this season. I did this even though I still cannot forget the sound my knee made as I tore everything in it (it was seriously sick - at least one of my friends in the outfield heard it too!). Thinking about that sound and the way my leg bent makes me nervous to play again, but I'm going to give it a shot anyway.

So, last night was the first game of the season, and despite some weakness/soreness, I had an absolute blast. We lost all three games, but the other team was very good and we hung in there quite well, considering most of us hadn't played in a long time. I really didn't care that we lost; it just felt terrific to be playing again! Who cares if I had to ice my knee twice and my ankle once (my ankle is a different story, let's just say it's not structurally sound according to my doctor)? And that I am quite stiff this morning (walking around like an 80 year old)? Not me. It was fantastic to be back...now if only I could remember how to pass/serve receive! Anyone want to take some time out of your day to hit serves at me? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?

Hope everyone is well!

Happy Coming Out Day - myspace blog post

To celebrate National Coming Out Day (which is today), I'm wearing a shirt that says: "Gay? Fine by me." Stonewall Alliance at HUSL gives away the shirts every year on this day, and I finally remembered to wear mine on the right day. However, I was the only person at school to remember. Oh well, hopefully when I return for my afternoon class everyone will have the new ones for this year. If not, I guess I can stick out a bit. It's been a long time since I've been an activist, so it won't kill me to wear the shirt and be maybe just a bit uncomfortable.

Speaking of activism, isn't it funny how things change? In college, when I got angry about the multiple injustices in the world, I typically acted on that anger, whether it be through joining a group, writing letters, volunteering, making calls, participating in rallies, or even marching (God, I hated marches-so not my thing. Wait, maybe that was because I was a lesbian marching through Saint Cloud...who wouldn't hate that?). I was changing the world and loving it!

Lately however, I'm not much of a joiner/activist. It's sort of sad, but I wonder if it's inevitable? Life has become much more busy, and I think we all spend each day thinking about the things we need to do just to make our own lives work. As a result, it becomes more difficult to think about the bigger picture and what needs to be done to make the world a better place. Sad, but true. I'm still aware, still involved, and I still care, but just not as much as I used to. I wonder if I should change that, or if I should just accept it as one of the inevitable changes life entails. Afterall, I am 31 now. Ha. Seriously though, this is definitely I need to ponder...

A beautiful life - myspace blog post

It's often easy to forget how lucky I am. I get bogged down by school and all that it entails, and it's just easy to get wrapped up in the minutiae of daily life. Traffic, lines, never sleeping enough, blah blah blah.

However, all week I've been reminded of just how blessed and lucky I am. I received birthday messages galore and had a fabulous party to celebrate my birthday and job offer with HLNJ. As I was surrounded by people wanting to celebrate with me last night, I realized that I have a great life. My life is full of fantastic family and friends. How could I ask for more, honestly?

So, to all of the fabulous people in my life, thank you! Thank you for the birthday wishes via phone messages, texts, myspace comments, emails, IMs, cards, and even Twitter. You all make my life extraordinary, and I am overwhelmed with gratitude. Words really aren't enough, but again, thank you! I wouldn't be where I am without all of you!