Week in Review

I admit it's a bit odd to start "Week in Review" sorts of things after the second-to-last week of camp, but I've always been a bit odd.

Week 7 was a rollercoaster. My attitude and feelings were pretty bipolar and fluctuated frequently.

+ David, my waterskiing kid, was really chill and a lot of fun to work with every day
+ He was also in my Boardsailing class-- and passed! (Him and his buddie Augie)
+ I didn't have to deal with the historically ambiguous Voyageur D-bags
+ New Troop 2 shirt
+ Had a real nice, respectfully disagreeing, discussion with Robert about gay marriage
+ Fajitas instead of Tacos on Tuesday
+ Managed several double brick breaks
+ Ed was around to help with sailboats

- Obnoxious scout mom who thought she was 16 put herself in my way near-constantly
- The worst batch of Pirate-playing dumbasses yet all summer
- The council took 55 bucks out of my gross pay and I don't know why
- The staff have thoroughly formed their unique cliques and I was left to hang around, alone, by the periphery
- The Eco/Con skit took about 13 minutes too long
- Most of our sailboats are busted (see second minus entry)

It was a week of camp. Some good happened, as did some bad. Ultimately, all that can be said is: Thank God we're almost done. Even taking the good stuff into consideration, this job and the hours it requires can only be done for so long. Even with a week off, I'm jonesing for my normal schedule back.

In other news, this week was the first with the girlfriend overseas. That's hard, and at least as much of a roller-coaster as camp was (not to mention a likely factor in why my attitude was so unsteady.) After the lion's share of two years spent with near-constant contact and time spent very close, it's taking me a while to adjust to this LDR thing again. Of import is this: most of the time, I'm actually feeling alright about it. We've both got our shit to straighten out and deal with, but something has kept us together the past two years and I think we're both strong enough, when push comes to shove, to get through it alright. It may not be easy at first, or particularly simple, but we're both pretty kickass people and we're not gonna give each other up easily. This is my belief.

Unfortunately, the other 30% of the time, I have been insecure, moody, and panicky, which is never a good way to be. Even worse, I allowed it to affect my higher brain functions, so that (obviously not thinking straight) I was unable to recall that important piece of information above (that we're two strong people who love each other, etc.) Oops. Sometimes I hate that, not only do I get stupid and pessimistic, I can't even step back and see past it to the bigger things. Sometimes the only way to get your head on straight is to call your Mommy and have her tell you (very lovingly, of course) that you're being too emotional and not thinking clearly.

This is going to be a long journey, and definitely difficult at times (the beginning adjustment phase being one such time) but no one said it has to be a bad one. Oretachi o shinjiru yo.

Next post, I think I'm going to do a little arts review. I'll give my thoughts on the first two episodes of Bandai's English dub of Tengen Toppa Gurren-Lagann, post some of the ideas for short stories that have been kicking around in my head, and talk a little bit about the music I've been digging lately.