oh my darling

Urgh. Running on fumes and Elliott Smith . I recently received rather a rather rigorous coRRespondence fRom the registrar. Half-assed assonance ahoy! Oye...
Anyways, the letter said that I have upgraded my status from academic probation to academic suspension. Shit. So now I need to prostrate myself before the various judges of this sort of thing and write a letter of sorts to them pleading for mercy. If that does in fact succeed, I will have to drop my beloved philosphy class with Professor GB in order to go back on the four class maximum associated with academic probation. He's delightfully "off " and is all about open discussion. A pity. There's always next year.

But now I'm really not sure what I want to do anymore. What else is there? I'd consider photography, but I have no portfolio, and no experience with the exception of one photo class in high school. Although that class was seriously bad-assed, despite the utter lack of funding and working equipment. And its subsequent cancellation the following year. Fucking assholes.
However, the only photos I'm interested in are the ones that require an almost prodigious skill to make money off of. Mmm... crappy sentence. What I mean is that sports photos are boring, and the stuff in Time and National Geographic is almost absurd in its technical execution and subtle beauty. Another option would be music. However, that requires an auditition, so that rules out my cello playing (2 years is simply not enough experience). That leaves my guitar playing. Shaky, at best. But I have a shot if the school is small. How will I make money then? Maybe I'm just making excuses. Maybe I'm being realistic. It's hard to tell, isn't it?

Carpentry then?

"Waking you up to close the bar
Street's where you can tell by the sound of the cars
Bartender's singing Clementine
While he's turning around the open side
Dreadful sorry Clementine"