I graduated and all. Bachelor of Music with accompanying education credentials, it's all very serious and what. I've been looking at teaching jobs and I have some interviews in the next few weeks, so basically all there is to do is wait and see. And I still really hate talking to strangers, even on the phone. I'm still giving lessons to a couple people (not least of all my own nephew), and working at the bar until I see if a teaching job's going to pan out for this year. I'm going to be playing for Tara at her parents' place starting -- well in a few hours here and for the next few weeks. It promises to be great fun.

I saw The Sound of Music when Candlelight did it, and it was great. Naysayers inside and outside of the production obviously didn't see what I saw, that's for damn sure. Jo tells me they're doing Hamlet next. And she's either Rosencrantz or Guildenstern and they're crossdressing her and the other girl for it and there's no good way to introduce that idea, if there? Well it's hot SO THERE.

I don't know much else. Teagan finally got around to getting out of our parents' house and if any of you tell mum I phrased it like that I will call you liar to your face. His place is small but since he's a frigging AUROR TRAINEE I suppose he only needs space to sleep and a bit of floor space for Gilly to leave her knickers on. I've been getting acquainted with my new nephew. He's a few months old by now, but that's still pretty new in the scheme of things.

I'm starting to think I've bitten off way more than I can chew for this term. But it's my last, and I have to say that as long as I make it through, it doesn't much matter. Luckily it's not much written work (except when I'm writing down the music or handing in a form or some such to get permission for something so I can graduate and get a job) as it is practical, and logistics of putting on a thing rather than being in classes and lessons twenty hours a week (on a slow week). Also, it's practising my bony arse off.

What else what else. I had a good birthday last month even if it was a very busy day -- the Malecrit that Jo was in opened and of course birthday and then I think she had a big match the next day. I don't really remember, I've done eighty zillion things since then. But the play was a fantastic success, and now they're in the midst of rehearsing a musical. Well, not the midst. They just started this week. Mark is still trying to court me for a rehearsal pianist. He's wily, I see why Jo was skittish.

My final recital thesis thing is on 19 May, in the afternoon at the school. There's a reception after and everything, I am officially inviting people who want to come. It's an illustrious guest list man, department head, various faculty members, people, special guests, we might be releasing doves (okay not really, but that is the level of epicness we are talking about). I'm excited for it.

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Busy semester. Last semester, even, I can't believe it's been three years.

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December 17th - My last day of student teaching.
December 18th - Schoolwide winter concert. This year it's a full blown deal with Messiah. They want to do Carmina Burana in the spring.
December 19th - Tara's recital.

Well, we're down to nineteen days. Actually eighteen I think, because it's the fourth, maybe. I'm not sitting near a clock, but I left the bar awhile ago and then fell asleep for a bit.

I took my exams and juries and smoked them all, now I'm back to just lessons and work. Tara wants me to play for her some Saturday nights at her parents' jazz club. Jazz isn't really my style, but I think it would be fun to try! Maybe after we get all this done I will. But for now I'm plenty busy. I thought I was going to be student teaching in the fall, but something weird happened with the secondary that was going to have me and so I had to withdraw and do it then. Which is fine. Kids these days are insane, or maybe that's just our kids.

I saw Teagan! He's out! He's loose! FRANCIS AND ED WE HAVE TO KIDNAP HIM FOR A NIGHT, FAIR IS FAIR. And you owe me, Ed.

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Mnrph.

Every year I keep hoping I can get away with having no hay fever but that's not quite the case. So I've been sneezing all over and taking so many potions I am about to be declared a walking apothecary. Also, headaches. Ow.

That was the most fucking awkward birthday ever.
Well, it seems like the Harpies are having a good mass birthday. I'm a little afraid to go near, except they have Jo speaking French and that always tends to end well for me.

I had a good birthday all around, thanks to everyone who celebrated with me.

Otherwise, things have been boring. I baby-sit, I go to school, I practise... I haven't picked up anything new, haven't had the time.

Third Circle'll be back soon!

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UCE was a veritable wake for John Lennon today.

I feel like I should have something grand to say about John Lennon, and how he's been one of my idols since I was big enough to hold a guitar. How sure maybe you didn't like the things he said, but you had to give him credit for saying things that nobody really wanted to hear. I'm not sure if I'd rather remember him as one of the best guitarists of this century or as someone who said "War is wrong," and said it a lot.

I mean. Who just shoots John Lennon in the back? Whose life is THAT awful? I mean, we're all entrenched in a war where people are dying and being hurt all the time but I don't think anyone w


I guess in the long run it's just another undeserved death. I hope we can all have a good, quiet Christmas.

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Well. We have the flat. Jo kind of gave all the specs already. It's nice, Derek took good care of us. There's room for my piano and everything. I even managed to fit clothes in the closet. (To Jo's credit, she made room.)

Still going pretty well. Christmas and everything will be here before we know it.