You can have my heart, but it will cost you yours...

So I haven't updated in a long time. Mainly because I haven't had the time to sit down and write in a long time, but also because I know only one person reads this, and I keep her well informed as it is.

So what has happened since I last updated? I started classes. They're going reasonably well. My Music Entrepreneurship class is madness. The teacher is one of those guys who asks you rhetorical questions directly, and you can never tell if you're supposed to answer. Plus, it's a 500 level class, and he expects "500 level amount and caliber of work" from us. I don't know how I feel about that. On the plus side, two of my other class decided that the scheduled times were really just too much for them to fill for a full semester. I started out with 15 hours of class a week, I'm down to 10. Music teachers are cool like that.

Last night, Rachel and I and a couple of friends went to the Paradise Rock Club for a Parker House and Theory. I would guesstimate that before the show began, I was the least excited for it. By the end, I was definitely having the most fun. Rachel and the others left early, but I stayed by myself to finish the show. Parker House rocks. If you don't know them, you should. I don't know why I wrote that, since the one of you who reads this turned me on to them in the first place. Anyway, we watched most of the show from the balcony, but I left the group for a few songs to hang out on the floor and it was a completely different show. You could feel the music in your body, and everyone around you is grooving and dancing. That's right, I danced. Me. Dancing. With people. It was uncanny. I never dance, but I think the live music made it a lot easier to let go. Something about the live band and the other fans was dance-inducing. The gin and tonic helped too.

I've kind of had this new philosophy since I shaved my head. New look, new attitude, kind of a thing. I go to parties now, I have conversations with people I don't know, and, apparently, I dance on the floor at concerts. Two months ago, I would have spent the night up in the balcony with my friends and left early. Now, I walk around clubs by myself, stay late and dance on the floor with hot strangers. I kind of like this.

Now I'm at work. I say "work," and not the name of the actual business, because in my last post, I actually wrote out "J--spot" and my blog appeared on my boss's Google Alerts. He forwarded me the alert, with the note "You can't hide from Google Alerts." I can't tell if I'm in trouble...

I got a message from Matt, our DM for Dungeons and Dragons. We're starting back up in two weeks! So excited. I've started refreshing my memory on the rules, equipment and what-not. Plus, he decreed that we can trade in any loot we picked up, such as armor or weapons, for anything of equal value. I trade in my Safewing Amulet (+1 to Reflex, Fortitude and Will saves, -10 ft of fall damage) for some Bracers of the Perfect Shot (+2 damage to all ranged attacks). I was gonna keep the armor I picked up, but then I started looking at the other armors available and I might change my mind.

Tell me what you think of this: A Fire Ranger. I'm already gonna purchase a flame augmentation that turns my arrows into flaming arrows of doom (my words, not theirs) and I found some fire armor that has similar effects. I definitely would love it if my character had a theme, like fire. Other people just take whatever equipment they can get their hands on, and you end up with a frost mage carrying a flame staff and wearing necromancer armor. It's kind of stupid that way, but whatever floats your dragonborn cleric's boat.

On a related note, Jay sent me the Player's Guide to Mutants and Masterminds. It's essentially the same thing as D&D, only instead of playing as elves and dwarves in a Lord of the Rings type world, youplay as mutants and superheroes in a comic book world. Totally more my type of thing. Jay said, and I agree without stealing his original ideas and claiming them as my own in a "Dear Kellie" fashion, that the most fun of D&D is the dice rolling, action stuff. The characters are cool and all, but that's not the kind of world we enjoy. The superhero thing would be so much better, but I doubt there's any way we can convince the other people to give up their game.

This is a long one. Maybe I'll take a break and come back later, if I find something else to say.