In the last four days, the only art I've made is a half hour drum solo in the middle of packing up my room at the Creamery. other than that, I've been doing 18+ hour days of moving/cleaning and now back at masonry. I'm only able to write this because I;m at my desk in my faculty office in Santa Cruz, picking up student finals (and apparently not picking up my paycheck, because they screwed it up yet again- bastards! Next time you see a UC Regent on the street, kick him/her in the shin).

Up shots, moved, with the help of intrepid friends, my piano into the new apartment. Time to start practicing, and eventually composing again.