Frat Girl - might be boring for non Alpha Delts

Just to let everyone know just how tired I am these days...

This morning I'm on the train, sitting down & zoning with my iPod, not really even feeling up to reading. And then I see a woman by the door trying to get my attention. She keeps gesturing to my shirt. After finally realizing she is talking to me I start looking down at my shirt. It doesn't seem to have a giant rip in it. It's not up around my armpits. It's not a button down or anything so it's not all unbuttoned and gaping. I'm wondering if she has a problem with my breasts or the color pink or something. But then she makes her way over to me to lean down and share with me that my shirt is on inside out AND backwards. I had no clue. I probably would not have had any clue for hours. Until Sheena stood in front of my desk to chat at me and noticed and then laughed at me. Ugh. I cannot tell you all how happy I am to be in town for the next two weekends. And then off to Boston for the annual shopping. And CT for inappropriate things (still tentative) and then Hawai'i for beach time!

This weekend was good. But strange. I was the alumni delegate to my fraternity/society's national convention. Which is both as nerdy as it sounds and yet not as nerdy as it sounds. There were lots of meetings and singing and goofiness (including a pirate a capella group I haven't the words to describe), but it was also fun with a lot of interesting people and ideas and conversations and such. And somehow, I sorta agreed to join another alumni group and signed up to do a few things. Nothing on the level of what I'm doing for the local alumni group of the Phi, but it's certainly more ammunition for my friends and family when the intervention comes.

It was a bit odd. A lot of the folks there have been involved in the Society's management since the beginning back in 1992. So there was a lot of shared history and work. Of which I had not been a part. So I felt like I was missing out on a lot of insider information. But it's still an organization of which I am a part. An organization that considers itself a family more than anything else. So I felt like a bit of an outsider and yet still part of the family. A family that embraces you as one of it's own pretty much the moment you walk in and are all "Hi, I'm [Name], [chapter], '[year]." Yeah, I know. Totally smurfy (old word, I know, but SO applicable here). But still good. And, as I learned more about things I wanted to talk about how to do things and improve upon things and all of that. As is my habit. Which gets me into trouble and causes me to not have time to sleep or clean my apartment or whatever. I did try to hold back though. And hopefully I can follow through on the things I actually agreed to do, but we'll see.

Mom and Lovey will probably hold the intervention soon and lock me up and then this will all be moot anyway. Unless of course the Phi wins in the epic battle for my soul. Hmmmmm...