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[daiseejane]

"I know this is the part of your job you hate the most...And you suck at it." Okay. Not his exact words, but that's what it felt like coming from the most manic person I've ever met. He's crazy. Literally needs to be medicated. And when the crazy starts creeping into my dance space, that's trouble. It's one of the many run-ins of late. He's a great radio guy, but horrible manager. Horrible. I suspect he's getting pressure from the suits, and the fallout is giving the rest of us the plague. I'm trying not to be defensive about it, but my little evil voice is telling me to start looking...I don't want to. I love Portland, but holy smokes, I'm not a machine! My career, as much as I enjoy it, is not my whole life. I've worked really hard and made lots of sacrifices to get here, but for what? "Celebrity" is synonymous for "prison". Like John Mayer, I just want to run through the halls of my high school and scream at the top of my lungs.

I have a recording appointment today for a playhouse presenting "Lion In Winter". The director heard me speaking in accent about the faire and requested me to co-voice the commercial spot with her British hubby. That's cool.

Gods, I need a piece of chocolate...