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i'm starting to feel the crunch. the money i have managed to save is dwindling fast, with no supplement. looking for a job. fuck. johnson city has the most restaraunts per capita than any other city in the U.S. (so I'm told) and nobody seems to be hiring. Well. I hate looking for jobs. I feel like a whore. Like a very overqualified whore. It's just for three months, too. Need job for three months, then hopefully I will get another gig out of the N.C. Shakespeare Festival. Hopefully. I need to work on that too. I was thinking about doing that Nick Bottom speech, where he's telling the other actors that there are 'things in this comedy of Pyramus and Thisbe that will never please.' Need to memorize that -- Shit -- auditions are MAy 21st ... meanwhile scrambling to get Boom Comix #3 printed -- which looks awesome, incidentally -- this thing is definitely growing, its getting better with each issue -- more submissions -- Lee Noble has some work in this next one. And then the mural. I want to do a mural. But I want to do it right. And there's something so paralyzing about the BIG projects to me -- like the idea of a novel. Shit. I can commit to a short story but not a novel. I can commit to a cartoon but not a painting. ...hmm. Interesting development here. I can commit to trysts but not commitment. Well. I'd like to change that. I'm working on it. The whole thing: the fear, the laziness. Fuck it. Life is short, y'all. So I'm gonna log off and go outside and get some stuff done