Sushi and my future

Slept in too late today. Which is okay, as I stayed up too late last night. Went and had sushi with a bunch of folks, and it was nice, though Koyi loses veg points for having miso made with fish broth. (Thank you for buying me sushi, autodidactic. Thanks for the ride, rgeorge. It was nice to see you guys again.) Afterwards I made chocolate cookies that actually tasted good to make up for the asstastic ones I attempted last week. Then s4 and I played some late-night Catan with the couple with the same names. It was a close game and I enjoyed my short-lived lead until my metropolis and my longest road were snatched away. D'oh.

This afternoon, I'm musing over what I want to be when I grow up, or, at least, what would I like to do instead of the bead store. And I am thinking more and more of joining Americorps, like my brother before me. It wouldn't be the most perfect thing, but it would be something that is more than a stupid underpaying job. It would be experience, it would probably do a good job of evaluating whether or not I have the balls or desire necessary to be a teacher, and it would give me a stipend, health insurance, and loan deferment for a year, and a good chunk of change to put toward my college bills afterwards. There are a few informational meetings in town the next couple weeks, and I think I will make it to one.

On the negative side, Americorps might wear me out for working on music much, and tends towards social-work more than it tends towards creative stuff. Creative stuff is much more my bag. But, we'll see. A year isn't too long, really, and if it helps me figure myself out even by knowing what I don't want to do with myself, I guess it wouldn't be time wasted. I've already spent well over that long at the Bead, and I already knew I didn't want to spend my life there. Anyway.

Tonight, my wacky uncle is in town from Dallas, and my aunt is making dinner. I think I will hang out with my family tonight. They're usually quite a lot of fun, and I may get to sit in a hot tub to boot.

Score!

When s4 and I moved into our new place and were searching for a storage locker, there was one without a lock on it with a cello in it. I'd always assumed it belonged to a tennant, but I checked with the sorta kinda caretaker- my friend and coworker J- who says the old owners of the cello moved out years ago, and I should take it before someone else does. Awww, yeah.

I'm excited, but I've no way of knowing if this thing is at all in working order. String instruments aren't at all my expertise (all I know about them I know from orchestration class), but I've always loved cellos and maintained that if I learned another instrument, it'd be the one. Anyone have any advice? Karlyn? r4c? pied piper? Unfortunately, I didn't find a bow with it.

I don't even know what size it is, or how to tell. It looks as though it needs new strings- that's about as far as I can get. Hmm.