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July 29, 2002 - 8:41 am I think the little guy in my head who tells me what to write for FadeIn entries is on a long vacation. Oh, and my job doesn't really suck. It's just a lot of hard work. I decided that there was no real point in getting stressed out over copying, faxing, filing, and driving. Especially with the free food and all. On the plus side, a few things: 1: I'm getting used to it. Not feeling so overwhelmed by the job anymore. 2: I found out I was hired over at least four other applicants. 3: Every writer I talk to here talks about how they themselves used to be a PA too. Nice. It's hard to write and not feel shmaltzy or angsty right now. I'm not unhappy, but I'm not as happy as I was two months ago. Remember when I used to write about waking up and reading the paper and drinking coffee and eating chocolate and something cute my girlfriend said? Oy, where are those days? Ever since I moved out here, it's been one challenge after another. Theoretically, that's good. I was very comfortable and happy in Chicago, but my life wasn't moving forward. Out here, it's lightspeed. And hard. And it's so fucking tough to stay cool. I hope that little guy gets back from vacation soon.
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