So I woke up... well, not early, but somehow between showering and whatnot, I managed to get to work EARLY, which is nice. Gave me time to just relax a little before clocking in, checked on the class this morning, grabbed me a donut and kolache, and tried to figure out what needed to be finished today. Not too much it seems, so as long as I get that done I think I won't have a case of "OMGWORSTEMPLOYEEEVAHFIRINGTIME!". The guys are fairly laid back, and I have to watch myself to make sure my laziness doesn't make me take too much advantage of that fact.

So I'm here, sipping on my Starbucks (my boss bought us Starbucks this morning, because he's just cool like that and he rescues me when I'm stranded after getting the keys to my car stolen), trying to figure out what I can do to ligthen up their load today, because I'm kind of just feeling like that today. I had a bad attack of real regret during the October Symposium, as I was playing camera man, to wanting to be on a movie set, even though most of the time you're out there you're doing NOTHING. So I tell myself to enjoy what I've got right now, tuck obscene amounts of cash away into savings, and try not to over think things too much.

Hollywood seems a lot further away, a lot more frightening though since Dad received his little notice last week, and that really shouldn't, because you know, it's not like I would be borrowing money or whatever from him and Mom anyway. (I live rent-free and almost have free meals, I'm definitely not complaining).

Anyhoo, looking forward to a weekend to myself, although I might call Jesse up at some point and see if he wants to do something (because you got to get back in the saddle at some point, even if it necessarily isn't the right horse, right?) There will be much alcohol consumed (although not nearly as much as last time, because yeah, that wasn't so much fun the next day), and if I'm lucky, I might finish one of these long languishing stories.

For now though, it's back to work.