I had a new group come into town this weekend. Don't worry, we went to Busboys and Poets for lunch. It was delicious. Andy, the owner, talked to this group just like he did when my last group went there for lunch. But this time was different. This time was inspiring even for me. This was a group looking at the topic of "social change through the arts." Andy is an artist himself. His insights were deeply connected to the stated interests of the group. I couldn't have planned it better myself.  Actually, I got so distracted by the interactions that I forgot I was supposed to leave to get more coffee to refresh our meeting room.

Today I realized this could be one of my last projects I'll work on for the IVLP.  I'm seriously considering applying for the position opening up at work, which means I won't have to go through the stress of another opening day like today. I would explain the frustrating things that happened today, but it will only sound like complaining.  Complaining is not interesting nor inspiring, so I'd rather not dwell on it.

I went to the Nats game tonight--seats in row H. I could see Ryan Zimmerman's face. Oh so hot. It's probably a good thing that there's space between us.

I'm thinking of having a birthday shindig this weekend. I want it to involve pizza, because pizza is always a favorite food of mine. I would also like it to involve dancing or doing something active. I just haven't found the right fit yet for an activity. For some reason guys are shying away from dancing. Weird. Lastly, since I'm turning 25, I want 25 flavors of birthday cake. Maybe it's too much to ask, or too much to commit to, but I'm seriously considering it.

beck