Don't you look so sad, 'cause something's gonna come
This week feels like I'm in a movie: one day I'm in LA, interning and teaching, and the next day I've packed everything up and moved back home and taken a job in San Francisco? When did all THAT happen?
Yesterday was my first day at work, and it was good; the commute from my parents' is a trek (a car, a subway, a bus, and an hour and forty minutes--aaaand I might try driving today, just to experiment), but everybody was friendly and the work sounds mostly like fun. (My boss promised me a good amount of goofing off in the production office, which I'm going to take as a good sign? Plus, you guys, we have the tiniest cutest least gremlin-looking chihuahua OF ALL TIME running around, waiting to distract people from their work with snuggles and little un-slobbery doggy kisses!) I'll start my first script in the fall, after I've spent some time learning how we work and what our stuff should sound like and doing some non-script writing, which seems like a good way to get my feet wet. I think that for the foreseeable future, life is going to be very much about the job: working, getting to work, coming home from work, planning better ways to get to work and home from work, taking care of my new-fangled transit card so I can get to work and get home from work, making my lunch for work, laying out my clothes for work, going to bed early so I can get up on time for work, etc. And then I'll get used to it and move closer, and it'll all just be what I do, and that'll be that. I'm excited about that time.
But for now: new dawn, new day...and I've gotta go.
Yesterday was my first day at work, and it was good; the commute from my parents' is a trek (a car, a subway, a bus, and an hour and forty minutes--aaaand I might try driving today, just to experiment), but everybody was friendly and the work sounds mostly like fun. (My boss promised me a good amount of goofing off in the production office, which I'm going to take as a good sign? Plus, you guys, we have the tiniest cutest least gremlin-looking chihuahua OF ALL TIME running around, waiting to distract people from their work with snuggles and little un-slobbery doggy kisses!) I'll start my first script in the fall, after I've spent some time learning how we work and what our stuff should sound like and doing some non-script writing, which seems like a good way to get my feet wet. I think that for the foreseeable future, life is going to be very much about the job: working, getting to work, coming home from work, planning better ways to get to work and home from work, taking care of my new-fangled transit card so I can get to work and get home from work, making my lunch for work, laying out my clothes for work, going to bed early so I can get up on time for work, etc. And then I'll get used to it and move closer, and it'll all just be what I do, and that'll be that. I'm excited about that time.
But for now: new dawn, new day...and I've gotta go.