Hello, unemployment!
I'm halfway through my second month of being unemployed, which is awesome. For those of you who don't know, I quit my previous job at the end of the year. I had been there for three years... it was time to move on.
But what's really exciting about this whole "no job" thing is the complimentary "no money" thing that goes along with it! I can't tell you how fun it is to be out when someone says "Do you want another drink?" and I get to reply, "No, I can't!" AWE. SOME.
But it's not all bad, it's giving me time to get things in order, re-vamp my resume, figure out what I really want to be doing AND work on small projects that I never could before. For example, right now I'm doing an editor evaluation to be considered to edit a pilot! I definitely wouldn't have been able to do something like that at my last job.
What's great about it is if I get the job, and the show gets picked up, I'll be the editor on the whole series! I'm not holding my breath, I'm just saying it would be cool.
In other matters, I made brownies for a friend's Valentine's Day party last night, and came home with more than half of what I made/took. And now I can't get them out of my head. All I can think about is stuffing them directly into my face, and I blame those jerks at the party that filled up on chicken parmesan and cupcakes (which were delicious) instead of my brownies.
Those that did have a brownie commented on how great they are, and on that note I'm going to take a moment to brag. I... make... amazing... brownies. I don't know why, it's a gift I've possessed for as long as I can remember. They're the perfect ratio of gooey to firm. They don't break apart; they stay together well; they're not so soft you worry about them being undercooked; they're perfect.
And I can achieve that perfection with any kind. Seriously... my store brand brownies will be just as amazingly good as the Betty Crocker ones I make. I don't know why or how... it just happens. It's as if when I was born, the brownie Gods said, "Yes, he's the one... we will give him the gift." But it is also a curse... just as well as I can make delicious brownies, I also want to eat said delicious brownies. Just be glad you know me, and can enjoy the gift without the repercussions of the curse.
Status:
Mood: Nervous!
Food: Brownies!
Song: "Up" -The Saturdays
But what's really exciting about this whole "no job" thing is the complimentary "no money" thing that goes along with it! I can't tell you how fun it is to be out when someone says "Do you want another drink?" and I get to reply, "No, I can't!" AWE. SOME.
But it's not all bad, it's giving me time to get things in order, re-vamp my resume, figure out what I really want to be doing AND work on small projects that I never could before. For example, right now I'm doing an editor evaluation to be considered to edit a pilot! I definitely wouldn't have been able to do something like that at my last job.
What's great about it is if I get the job, and the show gets picked up, I'll be the editor on the whole series! I'm not holding my breath, I'm just saying it would be cool.
In other matters, I made brownies for a friend's Valentine's Day party last night, and came home with more than half of what I made/took. And now I can't get them out of my head. All I can think about is stuffing them directly into my face, and I blame those jerks at the party that filled up on chicken parmesan and cupcakes (which were delicious) instead of my brownies.
Those that did have a brownie commented on how great they are, and on that note I'm going to take a moment to brag. I... make... amazing... brownies. I don't know why, it's a gift I've possessed for as long as I can remember. They're the perfect ratio of gooey to firm. They don't break apart; they stay together well; they're not so soft you worry about them being undercooked; they're perfect.
And I can achieve that perfection with any kind. Seriously... my store brand brownies will be just as amazingly good as the Betty Crocker ones I make. I don't know why or how... it just happens. It's as if when I was born, the brownie Gods said, "Yes, he's the one... we will give him the gift." But it is also a curse... just as well as I can make delicious brownies, I also want to eat said delicious brownies. Just be glad you know me, and can enjoy the gift without the repercussions of the curse.
Status:
Mood: Nervous!
Food: Brownies!
Song: "Up" -The Saturdays
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