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[elusivecowboy]

Scratch that last one. I don't even know what the fuck I'm doing any more. I said, "Hey, why not study music?" Dear God Almighty, should I have picked Islam instead. At least there's some sweet release when the cord gets pulled. At this point, I have no direction whatsoever to my life. Apparently the only market for a fellow who studies music is education, and God knows I can't teach shit. But here's the problem, kids. I don't know what the hell else to do. Tomorrow's the last day to add or drop a course this semester. I can't get in touch with Dr. Stallsmith tomorrow because I'm going to start work at the firm and he doesn't seem to have any regular office hours whatsoever. I've been an idiot enough not to have this epiphany until the day before the last day of late registration, and a liberal arts degree does not help me do shit. So here's the question: what the hell else is out there? I could give political science a shot, who knows, maybe history or English, but it's too late for me to do anything but accept the fact that I have fucked up royally, and this time it's liable to impact my future in a very negative way. So here goes nothing.

Oh, and the Yankees swept the Red Sox at Fenway for the first time since the forties. Whoopie.