Well, I got paid today. Finally. As of now, my boss owes me $1200 (and next Friday, it’ll be $1325). I think I’ve resigned myself to cobbling together a living out of small projects. My friend Laurel (another Titanic Player alum) called this afternoon to see if I’d design a website for her brother’s new business. I agreed. I also saw an ad at the student union looking for someone to develop a market research simulation website. 15$ an hour. Just emailed the person. Etc etc.
Being paid means that I can actually feel OK about spending money, such as parking tomorrow night when El and I go to the opera. Fear not, tho. I may have full time employment before long. And then I’ll probably start whining about it. 
So, anyway, I woke up today and did a music cognition experiment for El. I had to listen to a simple melody and sing it back a couple of times. I was totally sucking at it until I worked out a violin fingering for it in my palm. So I guess those 14 years spent learning the instrument weren’t for nothing. Anyway, the equipment didn’t record my singing so the experiment is null. But now I’ve got this thing in my head. Dee dee dee…
We went CD shopping. I got Guided By Voices “Bee Thousand” and Future Bible Heroes “Memories of Love” (I know there’s a new CD, but Dr. Wax didn’t have it). Evidently I’m a bad influence for making her spend money. Heck, I’m a bad influence for spending money myself. But I did get paid today.
I went all the way down to work to pick up the check (yeah, it was a check, not the pimp roll I got last time) and then sped to the bank to deposit it.
I met with the lady I’m going to be doing improv with this year. Talked her ear off about improv theory.
And finally I went to Uncommon Ground for their storytelling night. The featured teller was LouAnn Homan and she was very good at the spooky story. She told a variatioon of Hansel and Gretel with herself as the witch, a story about a murderous Scottish boarding house, a story about a ghostly painting, a sad one about a motherless student and finally one about her in college.
Glad I went. I’m all wired now because I had chocolate and chai there and it’s still making my head buzz.
Bzzzzzzz.
Wootage.
Chai rocks.