You asked for it!

Ok, Ok. I'll write.

I don't feel like doing it. I just feel like bitching and complaining all the time, but still...

So, things aren't as bad as I make them seem.

I just don't feel much of anything uplifting or, I don't know.

I got the job at the studio. Officially, I start next week. Small time pay, but enough. Also, he wants me to learn to substitute teach for all the classes, and will pay me more for that. Ok.

Signed with a manager who saw me in my sketch show and liked me. He is a small time guy, but I am small time too. I think he is hungry, and will get something. At least it is a start to trying to get in front of casting for television. Something I can't seem to do myself.

Had my B-Day this past weekend. It was fine. I had to work on the actual day, so I didn't really do anything. The night before I had a show, and some friends hung out with me afterwards, and at midnight they got the bar to sing for me. That was nice, and I felt like three inches tall.

Then, Monday night I went out to dinner with some more friends. That was a good time. I had fun.

Still on the lookout for a roommate, so we'll see. Some options are available. I'm not really thrilled though. Then again, that is a theme here.

Meeting with my therapist to get a psych appointment to get a prescription. I am hoping that the pills will give me a flooring, some kind of a base to get me moving forward.

Mostly, though, I am at work at the studio, trying to figure out what I am doing. When I'm not there, I am rehearsing or trying to write for the theatre sketch and improv. That, or running errands which always seem to be getting piled up now that I don't have days free.

Too much to do now, and not enough time to do it. Plus, I just want to lie down and relax.

I can't think of anything to put in my other blog. I try to keep that one light, but I just sit here going nope, nope, nope, nope.

Well, my sister is due with her first, a girl, any day now, so that is fun. Maybe I'll write about that.