Grip

things are still rolling along here. feeling that creepy creepy dread of next summer already, when i'll have to stop screwing around and get a real job. i don't want to harp on it too long, but aaaaahhhhh! okay. done with that. i feel like a million things are happening all at once for some reason and i can't seem to get a good grasp on any of them. i've got a three-finger, death-clench, hanging-on-for-dear-life kinda thing going on. any advice?