People are probably shuffling into the Troubadour right now, and I'm watching Whale Wars. Luckily, I'll be drowning my sorrows in margaritas in about 45 minutes with ex-fellow employees ... kids cool enough to almost make me want to start making ice cream again. Almost. But for now I think working with a high school band is working just fine. Mostly because it makes me feel a little bit better about myself. (There is NO WAY IN HELL I was ever as weird as some of these kids.)
Speaking of which, 2 semi-long days left before the regular schedule kicks in. 7.5 versus 3 hours will be a positive change ... God love my mom for putting me in such this super cute B&B until I can move into my house, but curse you B-town that 'B' stands for BORING. Hopefully I can keep myself entertained with this significantly reduced schedule compared to last week's (9a-9:30p every day.) I might as well appreciate it since any hint of free time will go to hell in a handbasket once school starts.
Maybe I'll make a habit of watching Whale Wars. It's pretty BAMF-y. But hopefully I'll practice. I haven't touched my saxophone since May. Oy.
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