Monday = Sunday for Theater

Apparently everything in New York that is theater-related just shuts down on Mondays. You can't really go see shows, or museums for that matter, on Mondays, so I was left with a completely empty day and not much to do other than laundry. It was actually a great day for laundry, though - it was just sprinkling, overcast, and cool, so sitting inside looking at the rain and starting on a new book seemed like a perfect way to pass two hours.

I started Vonnegut's "Galapagos" today, which so far seems really good. I'm interested in his voice, specifically - he writes in the omniscient, but somehow manages to maintain a really personal feeling to it, like he's telling you his story exclusively. Eighty pages into it, and I'm certainly interested to see how he's going to get where he says he will, and do so plausibly.

As of today, I'm an official, direct-deposit-using employee of the University of South Carolina. Which means, importantly, that I'm not going to starve next month, and that I may be able to make my rent. That's really great news, to say the least. I've also put in some face time with the manager at Cafe Perch - she happened to be sitting down the bar from me, and told me that my application was on top in case something went wrong with her recent hires - so I'm hoping one (or two) of her people just decide they hate it and that she'll need me to start working 40 hours a week immediately. Miracles do happen. Finally, as long as we're doing the job-hunt update, Hank gave me a lead on a paying internship yesterday. Paying. It may happen to be with the newly-revamped Court TV (that is to say, shameful), but money is money, and experience is even more valuable still.

I've seen some of the pictures from my cousin's wedding, and I'm just so very happy for him right now. I wish him all the best - if anyone deserves it, it's most definitely him. He and his lovely bride looked just gorgeous on the beach. Congratulations to both of them, and all my love.