When things start getting out of hand and crazy, it’s time to cut back a little bit. So that’s exactly what I’m going to do. Now, I can’t cut out some things. I need to eat and sleep. I also need to go to school. While I’m here, a roof over my head would be great, so I need to make rent. Thus I need a job. So I can’t give that up. Then come in the extracurriculars. Those are the things that get the slip. So what are they? Jazz choir doesn’t count, since that is for a grade. My hours doing studio and tech work is also for class. I have my hobbies, but those keep me sane.

So what goes? The Ath. Unless I can cut a break there, it’s gone, and I fully intend to hand in my resignation tomorrow if something isn’t done about it. Most of you whom I talk to on a regular basis know the weekly stress ball that I get about it, and it’s unnecessary. I guess we’ll have to wait and see how it all goes.