well, coming down to the wire now... tomorrow I graduate from "unemployed" to "student." As a matter of pride I'll point out that unemployed means mostly unpredictable freelance contracting mixed with a lot of hanging out at coffeeshops and catching up on all the books I always wanted to read but never had the time to.

I'm actually kind of excited about it. The last few days have been kind of enlightening--I'd forgotten about all the necessary details that come with going to school. You know what i mean... all those bothersome little things like, oh i don't know, buying your textbooks. I was all proud of myself friday for remembering to buy a fresh notebook and a three-colored pack of pens when i remembered that not only had I not gone to pick up the texts, I didn't even know where the campus bookstore was for ACC.

So my schedule fucking sucks for the first month. Not only am I taking my first 8am class, it meets every. single. day. and two days a week I've got a noon-4 class as well, so i'm in class for 8 hours straight with a 10 minute break every two hours and 20 minutes at noon. I'm going to be hating life until after june. I think i may have to take up guitar again to deal with the stress.