Currently in Pearson Airport, waiting for a plane to take me back to Saskatoon. I am quietly, tremendously psyched about (a) getting to see friends and family and (b) having some serious free time to devote to reading and working on creative projects. I'll try to be better about keeping up with internet communications while I'm in town, too.

Unrelatedly, my Google wave account recently spawned a bunch of invites that I can send out to people who would like an account of their own. Anybody interested?

I definitely still think of myself as an introvert, but lately I've had less and less evidence to support that position. I honestly cannot remember the last day, or even evening I've had to myself. I kind of love being this busy -- managing to fill my calendar with social events still feels like a major accomplishment and a step down the road to being a truly healthy, well-adjusted human being -- but I think maybe things have gotten a bit out of hand. I've barely been able to clean my house or reply to all my email or go grocery shopping since I moved into the new apartment, and the backlog of stuff to do is getting downright terrifying. Besides, woman was never meant to live on left-over birthday cake alone.

So I'm twenty-four now, eh? That feels less strange than I imagined it might. In fact, it feels somehow right to be incrementing my age just now. I'm feeling like I'm in a very transitional time right now, what with the new apartment, the new boyfriend, and a likely upcoming shift in my job description (away from Java Apps, into Platform), although transitioning from age twenty-three to age twenty-four certainly seems like a very small and manageable change in comparison to all the others.

Current Mood: optimistic