Nashville in the Springtime-1 year on

It's been a long long year.
Work is a cross to bear. For no other reason than that I have to GO there. Don't mind the job really, the people are good-other than bein' oh so flippin over it words don't describe. Course school is consuming of all time that I don't spend online or working or sleeping. It would be wonderful to say I used my time wisely yesterday but I was drawn into the glamour of the CMT video music awards and spent many hours on the street trying to catch a glimpse of famous people. Also kickin it at the Bluegrass and Roberts. But I made lots of lovely notes which I will apply to another in my series of exciting tales of live in this charming corner of the world.
Of course, I am trying very hard to concentrate. And I am doing rather well on half my work-the other half I am attacking with much vigor and consideration on Thurs. No fun for me-only work work work. No play. Dull girl. It is almost over you know.
But it was one year ago almost to this day that I decided I would be moving down here. Got that letter from school and all that. I was down here first weekend of May. It was all entertainment and romantic notions featuring white russians and rain outside of windows. Now, it's way effin less romantic. It's not lacking romance-there is that charm of walking out of my internship and into an awards pre-show block party on a Monday. That rarely happened in Akron. And there's always something to do and something worth seeing. But there's also laundry that needs done, dishes in the sink, the floor needs swept and the garden needs weeded. Course, there's having enough money to pay the light bill and keep the phone on. It's not adventure anymore. Oh, but I'm not complaining. I have a year of grad school almost down and I haven't flunked out starved to death or gone crazy yet.
Oh-the regular at the bux is ok. It was all a mistake on the part of the Dr. Makes ya love Western medicine the most don't it? But he came in just happy as hell to tell me everything was going to be alright and I was just so glad to hear that. See-a year ago-I woulda probably been sad because most everyone at that job (notable exceptions of course, everything has an exception) and the regulars I woulda been struggling to hide a smile. Because that was the worst.job.ever.
And I have a shit load of work to do and at this rate dinner should be ready by midnight. Oh fun fun and what's that? Why yes, I do believe it's more fun.