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Tomorrow is the new year.  For some reason, for the first time ever, the prospect of the new year excites me.  It’s not that I have dreaded the future before, nor that I’m eager for this year to be over.  I just never before saw any significance to the changing of a number at the tob of the calendar.  Regardless of the reasons theologically and scientifically for what the number is and when it changes, from a human perspective, it’s completely arbitrary.  Dec. 31 2008 is no diferent from Jan 1 2009.  If you lived in a cave in the middle of nowhere without a calendar, you wouldn’t notice anything changing between those two days.

But this year I’m looking forward to it.  Perhaps because of all I’m planning.  Even when I was in college, I had no plan beyond being in college.  Now I’m working towards a goal.  Even if that goal changes.  I may not take myself to England soon (on a permanent basis, anyway) for the sake of the new relationships I’m hoping to form here, but I still plan to get new computer training, advance my career, and form a deep relationship with a boy.  These are good plans, and I can only do so much to fulfill them on this side of the divide, and so I’m eager for the new year.

But that’s not why I started this entry.  It’s probably better than what follows, but…shrug.

Yesterday the cute tray taker was back.  I walked by his station several times (of course) and a few times I caught the sound of his voice.

It’s lovely.  I wrote before that it was unchanged, but I was struck yesterday more strongly by its sound for some reasons.  Every time I heard it my chest got tight, and I had the urge to close my eyes and just listen.  Very musical.  I think it all the time of other people, but he sould be a singer.  Not that he has much time left unless he’s like my two friends from back home who’s voices simply never changed during puberty.

Yesterday I was offered an extra shift.  As I was folding napkins, the scheduling manager came up to look at the schedule on the wall, seeking some people to take a last ninute shift.  She asked if I could, but I couldn’t.  Actually, I could have, I just didn’t want to.  But later that night I picked up a gig that would have conflicted anyway, so it’s a good thing I said no.  $250 for this concert.  (Tomorrow)

After I told her I couldn’t do it, she mentioned that she didn’t want to just post the shift for anybody to take, since the event was for a personal friend of the owner and she wanted to pick good people to work it.

So apparently, she trusts me.  Consideres me one o fthe better servers.  I’d been starting to suspect that anyway since she schedules me so often and is unhappy when I request off, and just generally the way the management acts toward me.  But it’s nice to have it a little more confirmed.

The thing is, I don’t like this job, as I have made clear.  Not only that, but I don’t feel particularly good at it.  I’m often among the last servers to get tables clear, I wander around before and after events, not really sure of what I’m supposed to be doing.  I’m glad they think I’m good at it (and maybe I am and my standards are just higher than theirs) since I hope to get a positive work refference from them when I quit in the very near future.

I’m done.

Seeing Sissy tonight before rehearsal.

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Oh no!  2of2 and The Russian are ALTOS!  I am truly a little sad.  Two of my favorite Citadel boys are solidly into puberty now.  Voice change is of course inevitable (mostly), and I can’t be too surprised with The Russian, since his is the oldest boy in the choir at 13, but 2of2 is still only 11!  He looked rather fetching today though…

And that’s the silver lining, of course.  I get to see them more often now, and they both still look very much like boys.  (Unlike my cousin Arcangelo, who looked 15 at 11.  And a mature, buff 15 at that.)

The most troubling thing about this to me is how it bodes for the rest of the Borg Collective.  1of2 in particular.  Now, 1of2 hasn’t started yet, and being fraternal twins they could mature quite differently.  But in my experience, a boy matures around the age his father did.  So obviously, brothers would around the same age.  And 1of2 and 2of2 are the same age.  I’m hoping one of them is an anomaly.  I’m really hoping it’s 2of2, since then Tertiary Adjunct would be later too.

The boy choir really can’t afford this loss easily.  Down two boys in one week.  The Saint still talks about Italino as if he’s in the choir, even though I haven’t seen him at all this semester, so I’m thinking that he’s going to resume singing after the break.  That will be good.  Good voice, cute boy.  10 years old.

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