I'm back in Evanston.

I've got a job lined up to start in a couple weeks (the commmute is worse than before, but the pay and hours are better).

I've got so much time, yet I feel like I lack the energy to actually do anything with it (even with projects I should be working on right in front of my face).

Blah.

I've started cleaning house for the move back to Evanston. It's bittersweet, seeing things of varying sentimental value divvied into piles of storage, shipping, and donations.

One of these years, I'm going to go for a full year without having to pack all my crap and move it.

Really.

After opening night of the second dance performance I've been in in two weeks, I received this comment:

"Si, if zombies ever invade and you get bitten, I'm shooting you first. 'Cause you're creepy."

I'm taking this as a compliment.

I know that it's way too early, but yesterday I had a flash of inspiration regarding what I could do for the independent portion of my Plan. It's moderately implausible, but if I could pull it off... The closest comparison I can think of off the top of my head is some bizarre collaboration between Saul Williams, Laurie Anderson, Alfonso Cuarón, and Martha Graham. And maybe Blue Man Group thrown in for good measure.

I am excited. My roommates say I'm crazy. I take this as a good sign.