Happy Equinox

So now that the nights are officially longer and Persephone has gone down to spend the winter with Hades and eat pomegranates, we all can celebrate the second harvest and hunker down for a long winter's nap.

Of course, it's still 80 degrees outside and I'm not even wearing jackets yet, except for in the office, where they've got the air conditioner going at arctic temperatures. Global warming, I suppose...maybe there is something to that whole link between the rise in global temperature and the fall in the number of pirates since the 1800's. I think we should start breeding pirates.

But seriously, I'm starting to look at this coming winter with a small chill in my heart. Two of the four Philadelphia Singers concerts have been cancelled, including the one that I got the solo for (talk about a BIG bummer...I went drinking that night). I didn't get into OCP and I haven't gotten any calls from New York to do stuff, so I've effectively screwed myself by being loyal to TPS. I guess now is the time to beat the bushes and come up with something. Anything. It's hard not to just wallow in self-pity, though...really, really hard.

I'll be okay, though...SuperMaren has been through worse than this. I'm just thankful that I have my home and my family, my health and my cats. And that's really all I need.