Since we've last spoken, I've had a ridiculously busy and somewhat bizarre week. I'm in the absolute thick of things now as Christmas singing stuff has begun and school is winding down for the quarter. The pages that I both need to read and write are piling up, but my desires continue to lie simply in nothing in particular. That is not entirely true, but I'm totally having a bunch of those "what's my motivation?" moments.
I had a truly strange singing experience on Saturday where I believe I ended up singing happy birthday to a mail order bride from Romania. I'd have to tell you the entire story in person, but as I walked away with the cash in my hand I couldn't help but feel like a bit of a prostitute. That's being dramatic, but there is something about doing that sort of gig that makes a guy glad to have the cash and just feeling a little bit dirty. Plenty entertained, but still, ya know, ew. Then on my walk home I managed to get called a fag by some dude in a caveman suit. Thus, my relationship with Halloween continues to be tenuous.
My cautiously good news is that it seems I may be promoted at work. This, I say with extreme caution because as I was deducing last night, I just don't trust the system. It's not even that I don't trust the system's intentions, but I don't trust the system here at work to be on my side and really pull for me through this scenario so although I've been presented with a possible good option I don't know specifics and until I do remain to let myself get excited. I am hoping for some more freedom and I think this position would allow me some of that... if it happens. :D
I'm really struggling with what to put out for public consumption right now. I can't type anymore at the moment.
Oh, but before I go, I'm not a big singer song writer guy. I don't have the patience for that kind of stuff, typically, but Damien Jurado has been good to me lately.