What the Heck is with All These DRAFTS?!?!?

I just realized, I have like five unfinished blog updates in various stages of completion waiting to be posted. There's no way that stuff's relevent now (as if it ever was, right?), so there's no way I'm going to post them.

But just so you know, my Cyberland Readers, based on the draft count, I have been thinking about you.

For whatever that's worth.

And now I'm leaving you, because I am nasty sick and I have to feel somewhat better, because I not only have a full day of classes tomorrow, but I'm also turning in my notice at work.

Oh yeah. I forgot to tell you guys about that. Let's see...

I decided that the bagel shop was not worth the 8 dollars an hour that I make. I mean, I've had my job threatened over something that wasn't my fault, I've had to take abuse from customers, the fear of corporate has been held over me one too many times, and I basically dread going to work. So I'm leaving.

Instead, I'm going to try this thing of violin teaching. As a classically trained violinist, I enjoy my instrument and the craft behind it, and as teaching is my ultimate ideal profession (it's either that or be a professional improv player, but that one is a long way away and pretty unlikely as a career, lol), then teaching violin for pocket cash is ideal.

We shall see how it turns out; wish me luck.

And now I really do have to go. I mean, I can barely focus (again, like I do already?) - it's worse than a freaking hamster, ok? Plus, my throat is so swollen that I can barely swallow, and talking. Don't even get me started on talking - I sound like a drinking, chain smoker from the '70's. Gah.

I'll update again at some point, mark my words.

Oh, and did I mention that I'm hitting the Harry Potter stuff hard again? I think I may be in love with the George/Luna pairing. No, it's not canon; yes, my sister thinks I've lost my mind. But really, when have I ever truly had it? That's right, moot point.

For real, I'm going.

Have a great night, Cyberland Readers, and don't get sick. It's not fun.

~Birdie