The shoot went down on Sunday. They told me that I did really well and I even heard from some very reliable sources that I did well, but I rarely believe that. Either way, I had a good time while I was shooting and it got me interested in taking some acting classes. I was planning on taking some improv classes at Second City when I could get the money together, so acting classes would go along very well.
I'm still looking for a job, but because I made a promise to myself, I'm going to have to start the search in an area that I've been avoiding for years: restaurants. I can't stand working in food service. I'm good at it, but I've never enjoyed a single serving job that I've ever had and as such, they have a tendency to make me extremely depressed. Things are different now though. I'm in a new city, I'm more world-weary and I have better control over my emotions and over people in terms of customer service. Not to mention that I haven't worked in a restaurant since I was 17, so I can serve alcohol now. That leads to a very different clientele, work atmosphere and, hopefully, much more money.
I'm still hoping that someone will swoop in, pay for all of my schooling and get me a job at NASA or with the JPL in California, or considering how much schooling I want, a job on the moon. By the time I would get a doctorate we'd probably have a colony up there, or at least one in the works. I digress.
Happy St. Patrick's Day.
Also, I think I've got a little crush on a Suicide Girl. While it may seem silly to have one when they're all so incredible in different ways, I've always managed to avoid it. I know that nothing will come of it, but where's the fun in squashing it immediately? Life is nothing without love, even if it's unrequited.
I'm still looking for a job, but because I made a promise to myself, I'm going to have to start the search in an area that I've been avoiding for years: restaurants. I can't stand working in food service. I'm good at it, but I've never enjoyed a single serving job that I've ever had and as such, they have a tendency to make me extremely depressed. Things are different now though. I'm in a new city, I'm more world-weary and I have better control over my emotions and over people in terms of customer service. Not to mention that I haven't worked in a restaurant since I was 17, so I can serve alcohol now. That leads to a very different clientele, work atmosphere and, hopefully, much more money.
I'm still hoping that someone will swoop in, pay for all of my schooling and get me a job at NASA or with the JPL in California, or considering how much schooling I want, a job on the moon. By the time I would get a doctorate we'd probably have a colony up there, or at least one in the works. I digress.
Happy St. Patrick's Day.
Also, I think I've got a little crush on a Suicide Girl. While it may seem silly to have one when they're all so incredible in different ways, I've always managed to avoid it. I know that nothing will come of it, but where's the fun in squashing it immediately? Life is nothing without love, even if it's unrequited.