it's nothing new to say that i'm a slacker, but i think i'm reaching all new levels of slackerness lately. this may be a dumbass justification, but i think the reason is the more stimulating the conversations i have with my friends and family are becoming and the more fun i have with them, the less i want to do anything else. this is more than wanting to go see a play rather than do my homework. i mean, all i want to do is hang out and talk with them because everything else seems less somehow. in any case, i'm getting nothing done.

an overview of my weekend, and why i accomplished nothing productive:

friday at lunch josh, lani, shawn and i decided to skip our 1:00 classes. just didn't feel like going. so we hopped in the 'tangmobile, put on some loud sing-a-long music, and just drove for an hour and a half. completely spontaneous, and for the first time all week i was giddy, happy to be doing something, relaxed.

as we were walking back to the dorm on that chilly, rainy day, i complained about how much i wish i had my fall jacket at school with me. i said, one of these days, i'm just going to randomly drive home, get the jacket, and come back. and then - hey, why not today? josh was willing to come with, so we decided to grab some good cds and a drink and hit the road again. definitely one of the most random, dumb things i've done lately, but i was just in that kind of mood.

so we passed the two-hour journey to my hometown singing loudly to the beatles, peter gabriel and alanis morissette. that alone is a huge stress relief. when we finally got home, i realized neither my jacket nor my mom and brother were there. i remembered the jacket was definitely back at the dorm, so the trip looked like a ludicrous waste of time (well, even more than it did to begin with).

i decided we should stick around for dinner, which i kind of felt bad about because we'd planned to pretty much come right back. but it was so worth it because what followed was one of the best conversations i've ever had with my mom or steven over 3+ hours at taco bell. they adored josh (but then, who wouldn't?) and he definitely brought out the best in all of us. it was amazing. i wish i could have recorded all of it. it had only been three days since i saw them last but still it was so good to spend that time with my family, and josh made it doubly special.

on the ride back, we rejected another sing-a-long in favor of further deep conversation, with nickel creek as a backdrop. that brought some amazing insights on everything from family to religion to love. josh and i are so different, but in some ways i feel that he's the only one who can understand some things. he's pragmatic where i'm idealistic, but when it comes to most of the things we discussed that night, i feel so in tune with him. and screw autonomy - i need that.

determined to once again out-do our own zontaneity and general stupid-ass-ness, we decided to watch the witches when we got back late that night. exhaustion took over and i didn't make it through most of the movie, but the five minutes total i did see were just as great as i remembered them.

saturday - after waking up around lunchtime - i did try to get some work done. yeah, the two-page philosophy paper due that night, which should have been done by then anyway and even so should only have taken me an hour or two, ended up taking me all day. the epitome of procrastination: i redesigned my diary not once but twice that day. i basically suck.

yes, those two pages were much too much work for me, and by sunday i was in dire need of another day-long break. we spent the better part of an afternoon drafting a response to the president's inane memorandum on diversity - a worthy cause yes, but not something that will keep me from failing out of school. it was a study in synergy - the leadership program would be proud - and i think we're pretty damn awesome for doing it. we'll see how that goes over.

after dinner (close to two hours worth of dinner, i might add), we decided to go see the fall musical, the fantasticks. it was... shall we say... interesting. parts of it were uproariously funny, yes, but i can't say i found it nearly as impressive as lani and josh did. i guess you just have to be in the sort of mood to appreciate the so-idiotic-it's-funny thing.

after the play, however, i was definitely in the mood to appreciate the so-idiotic-it's-funny thing - our own idiocity (whether that's a word or not), that is. we stood outside hermann for 20 minutes or so acting like utter morons, and then we decided to take our lunacy up and down the streets of marietta, to walmart and to wendy's. i can't remember the last time i was that obnoxious - apologies to those who put up with me. and without a doubt i have claim to the world's worst british accent title.

so the weekend was just what i needed, but the trouble is, i need more of it. i'm not mature enough to take the good times in moderation. yet luckily, i have an unhealthy obsession with grades and the future which keeps me in check. so today was back to business as usual, whether that excites me or not. i do what i have to do, but as you can see by the fact that i've just wasted another hour away on this entry, the procrastination thing isn't getting any better. so many more fulfilling things to be doing. but i guess that's life.