I won't run far
A man in a black SUV just drove up 16th St leaning on his horn for no reason that I could figure out. I just got out of the shower, so when I heard him coming, I went to the window wearing a towel to see what was up. I didn't expect him to be able to see me, because even though my window is on the first floor looking out onto the street, the air conditioning unit blocks all but the tallest people from being able to see in. But the guy leaning on his horn waved in my direction.
In other news, I got a church gig. I am the choir director, pianist and organist for the most adorable, gay-marrying Unitarian church in Fishtown. Hooray! They pay me far too much; it's basically enough that, if I supplement it with writing, I'm pretty sure I won't have to get a day job. It's two hours a week. Hooray again! Who'd have ever thought that piano was in fact going to ever make me the dollars?
Also, I am quitting sudoku. It is sucking my soul away, although with the amount that I've done in the past month I've probably bought myself an extra two years of lucidity at the end of my life.
OK time to go to the bodega.
In other news, I got a church gig. I am the choir director, pianist and organist for the most adorable, gay-marrying Unitarian church in Fishtown. Hooray! They pay me far too much; it's basically enough that, if I supplement it with writing, I'm pretty sure I won't have to get a day job. It's two hours a week. Hooray again! Who'd have ever thought that piano was in fact going to ever make me the dollars?
Also, I am quitting sudoku. It is sucking my soul away, although with the amount that I've done in the past month I've probably bought myself an extra two years of lucidity at the end of my life.
OK time to go to the bodega.