The Mighty Sound-Proof Band Room!
So I start a temp job today. We've got a house full of proofreaders! I've also applied to a couple of sex shops, and a pet shop. I was kind of hoping to avoid the service industry this time, but it seems the most flexible. I keep waking up too early. Haven't been sleeping very deeply lately. I miss New Orleans. The familiarity. I miss old times. They all seem so old now, so ancient. I can almost smell the must of the old houses, and feel the soul of the old town mystifying my childhood memories. At least I've got those, I suppose. Ah well, best to focus on what I'm doing here.