I'm breaking up the posts today because they're separate thoughts from different days.
Finally got around to keepin' a notebook with me at all times again.
Which may or may not lead to more content here.

Apparently, I'm getting burntout.
So much that my co-workers see it, an' I'm told by all my bosses to take some time off.

I might be inclined to believe them.
Took a powernap at around 6pm Monday an' woke up around 7am the following morning.
Maybe they're all on to something here.

3 jobs + auditions.
Why all the madness?
Because what I plan and what actually happens never seem to match up.
Dumb luck plus other factors, intentional or unforeseen, just have me playing severe catchup.
Hurrah for commission-only jobs.

Pretty sure the parents aren't happy with the way I'm approaching life at the moment.
Spent three hrs gettin' verbally berated by my mother over my career choices the other week.
Not quite making them proud of me yet.
"You should visit on the weekends so you can see your dad."
I imagine he has his own choice lectures lined up for me.

But enough with the de-stressing.
Let's end this post on a positive note.
Thanks to last week's heat, I've noticed I've gotten myself 14 prominent chest hairs.
To think, last year I only had 4.
I feel so manly now.
...should pick up some tights.