I Was Just Thinkin’ About Shootin’ Some Hoops

HELLO EVERYONE. YOU’RE ALL LOOKING GREAT TODAY.

Oh me? I’m doing just fine. I got to sleep again! The 3 weeks of 4am-to-8ams are over. No more delirious stumbling in and out of 7-Eleven on insufficient sleep. It feels liberating to wake up refreshed. If I weren’t a filthy hippy, I’d say “I’m back in control of my body.”

Life has been pretty swell. While you were out, I lived to be twenty years old. The celebration of this achievement was, I say with zero exaggeration, the greatest and best party I have ever been to. It was everything a party is supposed to be, and I don’t remember how many times I heard “atta-way, Birthday Boy” from girls I had never met before. This, reader, is a good party for a 20-year-old.

Lyric has been great. Another splendid side-effect of the birthday was going out to breakfast with the boss, only to work 4 more hours before she unveiled the cupcakes. What a woman. I only have three weeks-ish left there, before I have to leave for RA training and another round with VanderCook, but…I don’t know if teaching is the front-and-center goal of my future anymore. Something that smells like arts administration is pretty attractive right now. Clearly, much more research needs to be done, but I think I could get used to this.

The gig with IIT has been one of growth, learning, and personal development. I have made a lot of good friends and I’m glad that they pay me for writing this blog. I mean sitting at this desk. I mean writing blogs.

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