getting the better of me
I kind of feel like I've stretched myself five different ways in the last few days.
There's the usual school work homework and assignments. There's been putting together the zine. Re-establishing this journal and my art blog. And then I made a pact with a friend to start writing fanfics for fun again. And THEN, because I'm super dumb, decided to open up the gaia commissions again. Lately I've felt that with all the time I spend online hunting for content to kill time, I could just as well be creating that content for myself.
And then when I got home today, i call my uncle for a job at the EX. My mom said he'd probably be able to get me one no problem, but that the only jobs they'd be offering this time of year are cleaner jobs. I'm aware of the horror stories of cleaning jobs. I know how gross human beings can get. Trust me, anything is better than Tim Hortons. Vomit will not give me non-stop worry pains.
I'm supposed to call him on Monday at 3PM, for a date to meet Lisa- who I assume is the cleaning staff manager. Apparently she handles all the schedules. Afternoon shifts go from 4 to midnight, and midnight until 8 AM. If I could just start working Sunday and Monday afternoons, maybe thursday midnight shifts- I'd be SET.
Tomorrow I'm going to the Santa Claus Parade with some friends for life drawing. Fun Fu~n
There's the usual school work homework and assignments. There's been putting together the zine. Re-establishing this journal and my art blog. And then I made a pact with a friend to start writing fanfics for fun again. And THEN, because I'm super dumb, decided to open up the gaia commissions again. Lately I've felt that with all the time I spend online hunting for content to kill time, I could just as well be creating that content for myself.
And then when I got home today, i call my uncle for a job at the EX. My mom said he'd probably be able to get me one no problem, but that the only jobs they'd be offering this time of year are cleaner jobs. I'm aware of the horror stories of cleaning jobs. I know how gross human beings can get. Trust me, anything is better than Tim Hortons. Vomit will not give me non-stop worry pains.
I'm supposed to call him on Monday at 3PM, for a date to meet Lisa- who I assume is the cleaning staff manager. Apparently she handles all the schedules. Afternoon shifts go from 4 to midnight, and midnight until 8 AM. If I could just start working Sunday and Monday afternoons, maybe thursday midnight shifts- I'd be SET.
Tomorrow I'm going to the Santa Claus Parade with some friends for life drawing. Fun Fu~n