Every time I feel like the munch couldn't possibly get any bigger or more crowded, it does. I got a little claustrophobic at the kids' table, but breathing and being thankful I wasn't stuck at my usual place kept me sane. That boy's got a lot to learn about conducting himself in the scene and I'll be damned if I'm gonna be part of the posse that's gonna educate him. The fact that I'm still on dial-up came up again. I swear the people poking me about it are going to be the same people beating down my door when I disappear for two weeks. (Heh, like anyone really knows where I live.)
I just realized that Saturday's schedule is gonna suck. I'll try to make it to the party, but no promises. I might have to play hooky from home after work (Don't ask.).
On my way home tonight, I pondered my thought processes and how my mind works. I think my approximation works pretty well.
Try to imagine the following (and more) going on all the time in a constant loop, like the old school signing person before they had closed captioning (I still remember that stuff.), in a little corner of my mind.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1lV5lnYlR58http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vSb-nV8l2QYhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wp9O6FvyD0Uhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4pGGPd3CgOUhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nNVVTFs8f8E It's a wonder I haven't gone insane yet.
I got a few replies to the jobs I replied to. I did some quick calculations and was amazed how much of a cut in hourly pay I could afford as long as I was working full time. It doesn't seem so hopeless. My goal is to get something I can stand doing that has consistent hours. Hollywood burned me out and pissed me off. Score! is starting to do the same. Well, we'll see how everything works out.