pogoism

I’ve been like this before.

When I’m about to embark on something new, I get restless. I’m coming to the end of my time in Reno and final year is coming much too quickly.

My project is winding up, I’m spending most of my time raising the ‘n’ numbers of my experiments. I’m compiling my final presentation, I’m reading as many papers as I can. I’m studying for my GRE exam to apply for American Graduate schools, so I can get it out of the way before I leave. I’m trawling through a list of almost 100 Honours projects trying to narrow it down to 10. Emily and I are trying to sort the new Queen’s students out with somewhere to live in August.

I’m also now properly single for the first time since I came out. Me and relationships aren’t working out. I don’t have any real desire to put much effort into them, as they’re always finite. In the back of my mind, I’m always reminded that it’s going to end. Plus, I’m a “grass is always greener” kind of guy mixed with my totally unrealistic expectations, so I’m going to try stay single for a while, see if it’s as great as everyone says it is…

It’s not all doom-and-gloom though! My brother is coming out in 10 days, and despite him not having planned anything I’m looking forward to it. The very vague plan at the minute is this:

San Francisco -> San Jose -> Monterey -> (Possibly LA) -> San Diego -> (Possibly Las Vegas) -> Reno

Oh, and June 27th is San Francisco Pride! July 4th is Independence Day. Aaaannnnd on August 14th (conveniently, my last day of work), Lisa Lampenelli will be in Reno.

Yeh, I’m going to focus on having as much fun, and doing as much as I can in my remaining 3 months here. Then, before I know it, I’ll be back in Belfast and knuckling down to the long days in the lab, studying and doing grad school applications. I’m actually really excited about it.