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i've moved. and it's awesome.
i had a sit-down with my bosses yesterday. i told them: "you're not using me the way you should. i'm over this desk riding, hand-and-foot crap. you know i can make you a fuckton of money. let me produce for ___________."
bosses: "yeah. yeah, you're right. good call. we'll transition you out of your position over the next month or two; it'll take that long just because you're way too good at it and we'll need you to baby whoever takes it over so they don't fuck us."
i negotiate new salary monday. i'm going to ask for a 100% raise. they can suckamydick.
the babymama i went on a couple dates with some months back fell of the face. but then she called me the other day: "where have you been??? why haven't you called me??? we need to go out." flirtatiously stated, of course. i don't give a shit that she has a baby. we're likely going out this evening.
shoot tomorrow. i'm script supervising. had a production meeting last night; kind of had to hold the director's hand on what he needs to do. he and the producer took me out for drinks last night and said they want me to keep working with them on all their stuff. i said: "fuck yeah."
finishing up the web series with mike (my friend and collaborator i worked with all the time at IU). we're going to shoot it at the end of the month or early april. mike pitched it to his development boss. she said: "this is amazing." pitched it to a producer at my office. they said: "you can sell that." blahblahblah. hopefully in a bout 6 months i'll be working for myself off the money i've made for selling our really disgusting and immature concept.
and that's it for now. things are pretty good. just need to set up the internet at my new place. do it for me.
i had a sit-down with my bosses yesterday. i told them: "you're not using me the way you should. i'm over this desk riding, hand-and-foot crap. you know i can make you a fuckton of money. let me produce for ___________."
bosses: "yeah. yeah, you're right. good call. we'll transition you out of your position over the next month or two; it'll take that long just because you're way too good at it and we'll need you to baby whoever takes it over so they don't fuck us."
i negotiate new salary monday. i'm going to ask for a 100% raise. they can suckamydick.
the babymama i went on a couple dates with some months back fell of the face. but then she called me the other day: "where have you been??? why haven't you called me??? we need to go out." flirtatiously stated, of course. i don't give a shit that she has a baby. we're likely going out this evening.
shoot tomorrow. i'm script supervising. had a production meeting last night; kind of had to hold the director's hand on what he needs to do. he and the producer took me out for drinks last night and said they want me to keep working with them on all their stuff. i said: "fuck yeah."
finishing up the web series with mike (my friend and collaborator i worked with all the time at IU). we're going to shoot it at the end of the month or early april. mike pitched it to his development boss. she said: "this is amazing." pitched it to a producer at my office. they said: "you can sell that." blahblahblah. hopefully in a bout 6 months i'll be working for myself off the money i've made for selling our really disgusting and immature concept.
and that's it for now. things are pretty good. just need to set up the internet at my new place. do it for me.