Well, I was going to get up and take a shower, because I *do* still smell like whiskey, but my cat has decided to take up extremely adorable residence on my lap, and I don't have the heart to disturb him, so I guess this is as good a time as any to delve back into BlogLand.

I feel like my writing devolves when I don't use it for long periods of time, and that's not cool.  I'm not saying I'm exactly Shakespeare, but I flatter myself to think that I can usually string together words in a not-altogether-clumsy way most of the time, and maybe someday I can get some real use out of that.  Until then, blogs ahoy.  Plus, I'm sure my gentle readers are foaming at the mouth to know what's happening lately!  (Psssh, yeah.  Like I have any of *those*.)

I guess the biggest change of late has been that as of about two months ago, Mick and I are no longer together.  I don't think I really want to write about that, though, so I won't.  Suffice it to say that it happened.  Odds are, if you care enough to read this, you've already heard me talk about it anyway.  At length.
 
Better news is the fact that in about a week, I'm going to start teaching English classes again.  It'll be at Mercer County Community College, and while it's only going to be two classes (meaning I do have to stay on full-time at my other job), I still feel like this is a step in the right direction.  I'm considering going back to school next fall to work on my PhD, but I haven't made a definite call there yet.  I guess I've got some time to muddle that around. 

Other than that, it's pretty much the same old same old around here.  I'm still buried under more books and video games than you can shake a USB mike at, and I'm still compiling more way faster than I'm playing/reading them.  I also still smell like whiskey.  The cat's distracted by food, so I better run for it.