Silence...
Not really. If you know me you know that I can be quite long winded, but when it comes to my blog I'm pretty good at silence.
Life, is life, is life. Isn't it? Still on the hunt for a job. Sorta, technically. I'm doing it, but I don't want to. Does that count? I have a really really hard time picking up the phone and making the first move on finding a job, which is something I've always had a problem with and it's not getting better. Once I'm on the phone I'm fine, but picking it up doesn't happen nearly often enough to get me hired. I have worked 2 jobs this month, both 2 days and no pay, but it ended my looong streak of nothing. Which is good. I'm reluctant, I'm not all that fond of what I do, its wearing and I've never been one who likes to take notes, but I am very good at it and it is a doorway. I'm hoping that I'll like it much much more once I'm on a longer, professional shoot, one where I can really get to know my co-workers and I enjoy my time on set because I am among people I enjoy being around. Plus being paid would really help my motivation to get up in the morning and clock a 12-14 hr day.
Other than that I really am up to nothing much. It's lent, it's only the second year in my life (last year was first) that I've observed it, but it's here to stay. This year I've even joined a small group, I just hope I go. I don't believe in New Year's resolutions anymore, because I have no real reason to follow them, but I DO like the lent thing, it has weight behind it. If I fail to live up to my promise then I answer to God, who is much more impressive than my puny conscience. This year I've given up Soda, video games, and intoxicants. I say intoxicants because if I say booze, I might try something else that will technically not count, and I don't want to mess with that. I am in California after all. I'm also trying to use this time to clean up my eating habits, be more faithful to my workout routine, and get my lazy ass a job. Ambitious as always. Thank God for Sundays, quite literally.
Oh, and last week some *****er***er broke into my car and stole the bag that had all my Script Supervising gear in it, my ipod, and my oakley sunglasses that Mama gave me in High School. $1000 not covered by insurance (because we all know those greedy **cks don't care). I know it's not the right thing to say, but I hope the bastard who broke my window gets castrated, we don't need any more like him on the street. God can forgive him all he wants, and I do too, as long as I get to break his nose.
That's my life in a nutshell.
Silence broken.
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