Sick of Shakespeare

So, I never thought I'd get sick of Shakespeare. I'm sick of Shakespeare. The Bard had been accompanying me back and forth on my various trips around the city in the form of performance on CD and I am very ready to not hear Shakespeare for a few years.

So Wednesday last I did my first job solo. The next day I did another one, and then another one, now I've done lots. This morning I installed a system in under 3 hours, which is great because first few took me just under 8 hours each. Each time I did one I saw something completely new that I haven't ever seen before, which was awesome because I got to rack up lots of experience but it was also nasty because learning new things takes time.

People here are really nice, just like people everywhere. They have funny southern accents and EVERYONE has a cute dog. I've also spent a fair amount of money trying the food (which is amazing) and I think I've tried just about everything so now it's time to be thrifty.