After a whole summer of toiling in the seventh layer of McHell I've finally finished until december. Which is a good thing I can tell you, not sure I could stand anything to do with fast food and co-workers who are drop outs from the school of charm for much longer. Couple those two factors with rude customers and we have something that would make Dante's Inferno seem like a nice holiday to palm beach. Okay that was over dramatic but you get the idea.

On Monday my teaching career begins with a simple (but actually it's really hard) teacher training course at my local college, will spend one half of the week learning how to be a teacher and the other half teaching my own classes. Looking foward to it, but it doesn't seem quite real. Though I think that will sink in once I get to the campus on Monday Morning.

As for writing... not that anyone reads my shit but I better get act together and actually finish things, otherwise it all seems kinda pointless... art must go on and all that other pretentious crap.