The big news, if I haven’t blabbed it to you yet, is that I finally quit my job. Woo hoo! No more two-hour commute (on a good day)! Back to doing freelance work in the comfort of my own home! Of course, whenever I quit a job, I always feel huge pangs of guilt. I didn’t hate the place or the work, just the grueling trip back and forth. Too bad it couldn’t have worked out another way. Oh well, at least I’m free to help out the glamorous world of public television for a few months again.