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Summer is here indeed.
Jeez. It seems like a lot has happened lately, I'm not really sure where to begin. Summer is here, Andrea's all moved in with me, which has been a learning experience.
I got a job.
A while back an email was sent to the university and distributed among the theatre majors about a job opening as a production assistant for a "production" in Port Angeles. Andrea and I both went up to Port Angeles, which is about two hours away, on Monday, and interviewed. I wore an orange and silver tie. We got a call back the next morning, and were both hired. We signed a nondisclosure agreement about what we are working on, because of the nature of the "production." So I've got a secret, y'all. The goodside is the pay is substantial. The downside is the fact that because we don't live in Port Angeles, we're going to have to stay in various hostel and hotel accomodations. There's some marathon that is happening and causing differnt hotels to be full. I think we're moving around like four or five times. But I'm pretty sure "production assistant" will look good on my resume. Wooo wee. Especially because I hope after a certain point, I will be able to say what production we are working on. Making a resume was an interesting experience. I hadn't done one since applying for college, and I had a lot of help with that one. And now I have a lot of different things to mention.
So, I'm leaving Tacoma for Port Angeles tomorrow night, and returning the night of the 13th. Then I'll be here for a while before leaving for the great beyond.
I'm finishing up the Angels DVDs, sorry to those who have been waiting, though I'm sure you'll be satisfied. Well, you'd better. A lot of love went into their making, though the fact that I had limited resources means they're all printed in black and white, some of them a little misaligned. Just hope you're not one of the random people that those go out to.
I started listening to all of the old electronic music I used to listen to back in the day. Right now I'm listening to Aphrodite. It's rocking my world. Time to make it go deeper, way past the point that blows holes in your speaker. Under and over, take it over and under. First you get the lightning and then you get the thunder.
I'm sure there were other things I was going to talk about here, but I'm not really sure.
My feelings are officially hurt, for Max has not called me, nor told me how to get a hold of him. I'm only going to be around for a little while longer before I go away for a long time. So call me fucker. If you want.
I'm really excited about moving in to the 7th & Lawrence apartment. I got to hang out in it for a little while yesterday with Helen. Who, by the way, rocks. She's got the cojones. That's right. Bolas grandes Y peludas. Anyway, the apartment is awesome. I kinda want to paint it. And I'm ridiculously excited about decorating it. And I even wonder why people question my heterosexuality.
Jeez. It seems like a lot has happened lately, I'm not really sure where to begin. Summer is here, Andrea's all moved in with me, which has been a learning experience.
I got a job.
A while back an email was sent to the university and distributed among the theatre majors about a job opening as a production assistant for a "production" in Port Angeles. Andrea and I both went up to Port Angeles, which is about two hours away, on Monday, and interviewed. I wore an orange and silver tie. We got a call back the next morning, and were both hired. We signed a nondisclosure agreement about what we are working on, because of the nature of the "production." So I've got a secret, y'all. The goodside is the pay is substantial. The downside is the fact that because we don't live in Port Angeles, we're going to have to stay in various hostel and hotel accomodations. There's some marathon that is happening and causing differnt hotels to be full. I think we're moving around like four or five times. But I'm pretty sure "production assistant" will look good on my resume. Wooo wee. Especially because I hope after a certain point, I will be able to say what production we are working on. Making a resume was an interesting experience. I hadn't done one since applying for college, and I had a lot of help with that one. And now I have a lot of different things to mention.
So, I'm leaving Tacoma for Port Angeles tomorrow night, and returning the night of the 13th. Then I'll be here for a while before leaving for the great beyond.
I'm finishing up the Angels DVDs, sorry to those who have been waiting, though I'm sure you'll be satisfied. Well, you'd better. A lot of love went into their making, though the fact that I had limited resources means they're all printed in black and white, some of them a little misaligned. Just hope you're not one of the random people that those go out to.
I started listening to all of the old electronic music I used to listen to back in the day. Right now I'm listening to Aphrodite. It's rocking my world. Time to make it go deeper, way past the point that blows holes in your speaker. Under and over, take it over and under. First you get the lightning and then you get the thunder.
I'm sure there were other things I was going to talk about here, but I'm not really sure.
My feelings are officially hurt, for Max has not called me, nor told me how to get a hold of him. I'm only going to be around for a little while longer before I go away for a long time. So call me fucker. If you want.
I'm really excited about moving in to the 7th & Lawrence apartment. I got to hang out in it for a little while yesterday with Helen. Who, by the way, rocks. She's got the cojones. That's right. Bolas grandes Y peludas. Anyway, the apartment is awesome. I kinda want to paint it. And I'm ridiculously excited about decorating it. And I even wonder why people question my heterosexuality.