I was trying to figure out the perfect word for today. I think electric is it. Electric.

In truth, I sat in the chair in front of my two computers for the majority of the day. 6:22 to 4:55 when I left to go to The Daughter's soccer party. I was on the phone or IM for the entirety of that time. I'm not exaggerating. That is my life. I'm Julie The Cruise Director on methamphetamines. The people on one side dubbed me Sanity Buffer (awesome name) and the people on the other I'm sure have dubbed me with something else entirely... more resembling something you could also call a female dog. It's okay. It's actually really stimulating but it is all encompassing. I actually feel like I'm making a difference. The problem is that in so making a difference I am the force of change. Sometimes people don't like change. It's a precarious balance.

I have all that energy.. from being that... just coursing through my veins. It's a difficult place to unplug from.

During the course of my day I talk to lots of people. Some friend, some could be considered foe (sadly), some I don't really know their motive, others I think I know really really well. Some I work with, some I have worked with, some I have always wanted to work with, some I'm scared to work with, some are just people I've picked up on the way. Sometimes the conversations are funny. Sometimes frustrating. Sometimes sad. Sometimes happy. Sometimes it's just all business and there is no emotion (I sorta really like those as the majority). And sometimes the conversation can be just electric. There's all kinds of electricity. Just like conversations - happy, sad, business, intelligence... sometimes there's a mixture... sometimes just one. Those electric conversations, though, have a way of sticking with you. I'm trying to shrug them off right now in favor of some type of center of calm. I haven't found it yet.

No practice today... But that stranger that I met the other day... the one who just can't see the beautiful person inside.. that stranger has been hanging around. I tried to tell her there was no vacancy but she seems to be quite the rebel. I suppose she will leave eventually.

Tomorrow I am going to L.A. all day with C & L for L's birthday. I want to be really excited so I'm trying to unplug the electricity and remember what it is like to be a 6 year old. Can you remember?