all hail to the gods of spring!

It smells like spring today. And by smells like spring, I don't mean the thawing-dog-shit stench that hits in mid-April... I mean the smell of new beginnings, or renewal. I don't know how else to describe it, but it's a good smell. The day is gorgeous, and even though I am relegated to watching it from my office window, it is really quite enjoyable.

I'm hoping that this feeling of renewal will continue, both outside and within me. Upon re-reading my posts for the last few weeks, I realize that I have been one CRABBY individual (again, apologies to all who have been forced to endure my crabbiness. Tobin, you are a saint- I would have put my head through a wall by now). This has got to stop. I don't even know where the last two months have gone. I've done nothing, really: my research, which I love, has ground to a halt; I've completely lost the desire to socialize in groups of more than four people; I haven't finished a book in over a month; my anal retentiveness/obsessive compulsivness has reached a previously-thought-unobtainable new high; and I just can't seem to get my bedroom fully unpacked. For those of you who don't know me, these are all extremely odd/disturbing signs.

I have, however, noticed similar signs in many of the people around me, so I've decided to chalk it all up to 'Winter Blues' (I know we haven't really had a winter, but everything is still dead as a doornail, and that's got to count for something, doesn't it?) and be done with it. I can feel spring in the air... so the time has come to reintroduce myself to myself and get out of this less-than-enjoyable funk. I miss me. Me is fun. Let the rejuvenation begin!!!

And in the spirit of rejuvenation, you must all go and read the Hungarian Phrasebook sketch, because it is a classic, and because laughter is an important component of growth.