Well... not in debt...

I'm alive and preaching the Holocene Calendar.

I'm probably not going to devote too much effort here anymore, seeing as I have no time on my hands as of late*.

Planning a future in optometry. Have a few names in my pocket thanks to a wonderful career opportunity I've recieved.

I've deemed my new interests in the optometric arts as rather appropriate. Although not specifically creating, I will be assisting in the ability to see what has been created. And who knows, maybe one day when I'm old and possibly fiscally comfortable, I'll be able to take a ceramics class and sculpt several anatomically correct eyes to adorn my modestly-sized southside home. (Which will be, mostly likely, a bungalow - a style compromising 1/3 of the housing in the City of Chicago.)

I also just finished Animal Farm. Pretty simplistic, but the ending closes it up excellently. The main body of the novel really holds nothing to The Jungle though.

You may also (soonishly*) read "Obesity: A Result of Male Inadequacy" on my personal site. There you can also (currently) find accurate geographical coordinates to that crazy-ass pink bunny in Italy. You may also find it severely neglected.

Along with my dedication to rhetorical analysis, pit bulls, and Star Wars is my unending allegiance to John Arena and his pledge to get tattooed on my back a cadeceus. Pray I am intoxicated come that day. Severely intoxicated.


Happy ValentEYEnes Day,
Rachael
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*as of late = ever
*soonishly = in a matter of months to possibly never