Um... it's July. Holy crap. Now that I just have one job and I don't go to school anymore, life isn't nearly as cyclical. All that means is that I don't feel quite as panicked about it being July as I used to, because I can mentally extend my summer through Labor Day now. Bryan, on the other hand, will be starting grad school in August. Mom and Beth and Jen and Richard and Cynthia will all be going back to school in August, too. But not me. No a.m. drill team practices to adjust to, either.

Hhm.