This weekend was fabulous. Friday night I headed up to Amy's office via Amtrak, which was very nice (like the mutton in China that Andrea's mom wanted me to eat). The train was packed with students and I felt like one of them, which of course I am now. Saturday we got up at the ass crack of dawn and headed over to her office, where we caught the free bus to Sugarbowl. The skiing was great, despite having not skiied for over 7 years (as in, the last time I went was with my last girlfriend) I did very well. All that time I spend in hockey skates applied and I found myself having mad (for me, not like Picabo Street or anyone with actual skill) skillz and a great time.

I had a nice day with Andrea yesterday and found myself once again unable to sleep well on Sunday night. I wound up with maybe 4 hours of sleep, not including the cat nap I had during my first biology class this morning. I'm hoping that the large dose of caffeine I had at lunch will make my second, longest and most boring bio class go by faster.

In the cafeteria, I had a low moment, wondering what the hell I'm doing here surrounded by people way younger than me as well as other Park Management folks who are all into that serious outdoorsy stuff. I'm sure that the moment will pass but until then I'm trying to resist the self doubt. I just don't have time for it. I should be studying not doubting (or writing this, for that matter).

Let's hope this is not the first step on the road to slackerville for me.