It's April. I have much to say, and don't say it because I still feel the need to catch you up on what has happened in the last year and a half. So here's the shortest version I can manage. Feel free to nudge me with questions, I'll answer them, but I'm making this post vague in the interests of time, not out of a perpetual desire to be mysterious. Please also note that I can't tell even my own story without interrupting myself, and so those are the bracketed bits. I'm sorry to all you punctuation police, I hope it doesn't drive you too insane.

The week [maybe even the day] after my job as an ABA therapist ended I began working in a small coffee shop/night music venue in Easton. Got a boyfriend, went home for Christmas [loved seeing grandma], boyfriend and I broke up [don't worry, I was surprisingly fine with it], tired of working in coffee [whatever, I really just realized I'm turning 26 this year and can't keep putting off growing up], quit job while applying to work as a marketing director for a 308 seat music venue in Annapolis, managed to sufficiently impress in the interview [because I wore my Audrey Hepburn-esque black trench coat that day, and because I knew the right people], got the job, and have been working like a mad woman. Oh, and I got a new computer [not just any... I finally got myself the mac I've been dreaming about for half a decade, or at least the current version of my old dream], and since the computer responds to the commands I give it without taking so long I begin to tear my hair out, I have managed to write another blog.

The End.