second verse, same as the first

sidewalk, originally uploaded by yenna.

well. i am back to freelancing. at the exact place i freelanced at for the better part of last year. only i am the only production artist, rather than the jr. production artist. which means i am doing a CRAPTON of work. my favourite dude (the production artist) moved back to his hometown and i am taking his spot. only this time it is 100% less fun since he isn't there.

and they are talking about this being a full-time gig for me. which i would appreciate because i could use some health insurance. but every day i am there it just makes me more stressed, more frustrated. you know, i was supposed to be hired full-time LAST year. anyway, i shouldn't complain TOO much because i am happy to have a real job and do what i love doing. even if it kills me.

it's been a rough year so far, and obviously i am not the only one feeling it. i am constantly worried about the future and my potential visit into debtor's prison but all i can do right now is get through the day, go to work, love my fella and cats and try to smile at the nice, pretty things. luckily i live in the nicest, prettiest place in the world.