Sep 26, 2010 03:41
its the connections we make..
the people we surround ourselves with.
a few months ago i met some people,
a woman who owns and operates a custom corset shop,
and her daughter who manages it.
i just spoke to the daughter who told me she is moving,
and so i emailed the owner to see if i cant get my foot in the door.
i know that i am exactly what that store needs,
i told her that i plan on making her business better,
and more profitable..
so here is hoping she will meet with me to talk about this...
because i could be running that place in a few short months,
from what i understand, no one there tries, or gives a fuck..
i can give a huge fuck, and turn that place into a dream come true.
for her, for me.. for anyone looking to buy a corset.
i just dont know what to do about this zombie film job any more..
it looks like the crew leader is even looking for something else,
as who can really afford to sit around and wait,
his daughter is due at the end of next month, and bills are past due.
but like him, i have not given up that it could happen..
but i hey, the more jobs the better...
i was thinking about when i was 20, and i i was working 14-18 hours a day,
every single day, i never had whole days off, but i didnt mind.
and i certainly didnt mind the money..
i like being able to spoil the people in my life,
its been a while since ive really been able to do that,
i think i just got used to being poor all the time..
well, no more. i want to play damn it..
i want to be free to do what i want, when i want..
and i know that it is all coming together now..
i just need to hold on for dear life and ride this bitch for all she is worth.
i can do it, and i will..........
dear god, yes, i will.