Less than a week till I am 3 decades old. It doesn't seem like it. I guess it hasn't hit me yet.

Despite what I thought he would do dad e-mailed SUNY Plattsburgh this morning. Actually at this point it might as well be yesterday morning. They informed him they are still doing on campus interviews. WTF?? Five weeks ago he was told a decision would be made by Thanksgiving. Here we are two days from Thanksgiving and they are telling him they are still interviewing. I mean it is good to know that he is still in the running and I am grateful for the somewhat good news but come on already!!

Anyway, I am laying in my bed right now. It is 2:50 in the morning. I am sick which is great. I started to feel a little off late Sunday night and woke up Monday morning feeling like garbage. I am hoping it is just a mild cold that my parents bounced around for about a month and not something worse. I will just keep popping the zicam and hope for the best.

It looks to be a busy few days. Tuesday I have to run to the store, possibly help put a window in and pack up some stuff to take to my sisters. Wednesday I have to work on my car to get ready for the trip, pack some more and help dad if we don't get to the window Tuesday and the weather holds out. Thursday I will pack the car, we are going to dinner at my aunt's sisters house and I will head to Newport from there. I anticipate leaving between 9 and 10 and getting to Newport somewhere between 2 and 3 in the morning. It's not as bad as it sounds. I am a night person anyway and prefer to drive long distances at night when the roads are empty. It will give me some time to think about stuff and reflect on things and talk out loud without someone saying "what did you say". It's weird but I think things through better when I can talk to myself out loud instead of talking to myself in my head.

After this weekend I get to turn my attention toward Christmas and New Year's. I really hope I can find something to do on New Year's Eve. I am sure I will be invited to the Greco's but as much as I love the Greco's I don't enjoy going to their house for get togethers as much as I did. Its probably because now that I am back home I am with my parents every waking minute and the thought of going to a get together with them makes me want to drink myself stupid just a little bit. At the Greco's, no one is my age. They are either ten years younger then me or in their forties and beyond. I really want to find something to do with friends and people my own age. Otherwise I may just sit at home and watch movies by myself. Ok, that was a tad more depressing then I wanted it to be.

Anyway, it's after 3 and I am starting to fall asleep on my keyboard. Here is hoping I sleep well and wake up feeling a little better then I do now.