Crap crappity crapcrap
The internet has gone down in the hotel. I am jetlagged. It's 20 past 3 and I went to bed at 12:20. I'm currently stealing from someone without proper security. The only one out of 30 networks in the area.
I'm packed for tomorrow, but may have to organise a late checkout because of the lack of sleep. I was only going to wander out to Stanley Park and take pictures anyway.
I'm stressed because I'm not sleeping, and I'm not sleeping because I'm stressed.
Met up with a friend from Uni for coffee. Met his cat. Talked about stuff. Apparently, he knows a whole heap of people who are working on shorts and things. Am considering only staying in Toronto long enough to get bragging rights for surviving the winter and then heading back over here. Ironic that I didn't want to come, and now I don't want to leave.
Apparently, the film industry is structured thus: If you have talent, but no connections, you will likely end up working a dead end job and never getting anywhere. If you have no talent, but have connections and have been indentured in the industry for a long time, you will continue to work until you die.
So, I'm looking into temping.
I still think I'm a complete dumbass for even thinking this trip would work.
On a completely different note, my jetlagged sleeplessness has lead to me applying for a job in a comic book/movie nostalgia store in Toronto. Here's hoping I get it.
I'm packed for tomorrow, but may have to organise a late checkout because of the lack of sleep. I was only going to wander out to Stanley Park and take pictures anyway.
I'm stressed because I'm not sleeping, and I'm not sleeping because I'm stressed.
Met up with a friend from Uni for coffee. Met his cat. Talked about stuff. Apparently, he knows a whole heap of people who are working on shorts and things. Am considering only staying in Toronto long enough to get bragging rights for surviving the winter and then heading back over here. Ironic that I didn't want to come, and now I don't want to leave.
Apparently, the film industry is structured thus: If you have talent, but no connections, you will likely end up working a dead end job and never getting anywhere. If you have no talent, but have connections and have been indentured in the industry for a long time, you will continue to work until you die.
So, I'm looking into temping.
I still think I'm a complete dumbass for even thinking this trip would work.
On a completely different note, my jetlagged sleeplessness has lead to me applying for a job in a comic book/movie nostalgia store in Toronto. Here's hoping I get it.