I've been wroking my ass off lately. Lifting and moving heavy, dirty, old parts in the warehouse. At times it can be horribly unfulfilling but very relaxing at others. There's a chance I could go permanent and be forced to walk away from the film industry. The steady hours of the warehouse are desireable but it's not what i want to do. When the time comes it'll be a decision that won't be taken lightly. I've also entered my third month of having my vehicle out of action. No car, questionable employment future, and seem to be happy. What the hell is going on?
take care,
-79
take care,
-79
torihoney:
i guess you've just tapped into the sunny side of your disposition, props man, if you could bottle it, you'd be rich