What the Fxck are We Doing!?
Why, hello there. Your favorite vampire did some editing today, but the client requested revisions to the video for the bazillionth time, got double charged by my forwarder who denies it, but all else is well. I think. No wait, the hell it is. It’s shxt, all shxt, but simple to, umm, un-shxt.
I need stability and connection.
Saw dad on his way to have dinner with his friends. He gave me a genuine smile when he said it’s hot outside and I agreed, he turned and smiled and said don’t convince me to cancel and stay home. I smiled back and said that he committed.
I’m supposed to accompany him to the bank tomorrow to meet the one managing his investments. Looking forward to see how it goes.
Aaaaaanyway, dear fxcking diary, what the fxck am I doing?
I’m supposed to be touring the world, singing on stage, but here I am editing videos on Premiere Pro for clients, and meeting portfolio managers (or whatever the guy from the bank does). My response is that this is the path to that, but for that to be true I need to make a shxt ton more than what I’m making now. And I will.