3 days down, 3 days to go.
The task of being a Key Grip for 6 days is not easy, in fact it sucks. But I'm halfway done. I got a class D driver's liscense so i could drive the grip truck, so if you ever need someone to haul something for you, I am now a licensed trucker. That grip truck isnt the safest things in the world though. It kinda freaks me out.
I have to drive the Grip truck to Wakulla, 45 minutes away, 1 hour 30 minutes in that slow ass truck, on Monday and Tuesday for set.
Yesterday I couldnt go to sleep becasue i kept on getting phone calls from people begging me to go to Tim's party. I had to be up at 7:30 . I officaly have no social life, and it's starting to get to me, but I know what I'm doing will prove to be much more important to me than any party I ever go to.
3 more days. I really hope i can stop having set dreams and get some actual sleep. I miss many of my dearest friends.
In other news, my parents are awesome and gave me an early birthday present:
The first real official biography of Pink Floyd written by drummer Nick Mason. It is beautiful.
I gotta get to bed. I'll see you in my dreams.
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