sassylass

I was thinking about your comment yesterday, and a good thing about my job is that it hasn't drained my creative impulses. It has become a part of them. The focus in some of my short films has been walls (being trapped and/or building them) and monsters, of which there are plenty of in my life. I feel trapped in my job sometimes (all the time?), but I'm happy that I've been able to express that. In spite of being an accountant, I've never felt like a machine either, I'm too odd a person to let that happen (I think). And I like arguing (discussing?) things way too much.

But...boy it gets me down at times.

And there are some days I call in sick and lay in bed all day long. But something always seems to go wrong at work when I do that.

I'm just heading back to work, but have you thought about volunteering on small independent one or two day film shoots (is there much of that in Victoria?), and padding your resume with those? People always seem to be looking for volunteers in here. The Film Group keeps a list of them for anyone looking. I know I've been desperate for set decorators in particular, in the past. I ended up using my niece a couple of times and she just did it as a favour to me, she didn't want to do it. Now I collaborate with my best buddy and she looks after that (and the food).

Your words about Martin made me cry. My Isis was all black and to this day every time I see a black cat my heart skips a beat, and then I get a little sniffly.

Why don't you have a photo set on SG, again?

I have a cat. He's very demanding when he wants to be; he always wants to sit on my lap. I have to make him a hot water bottle and tuck him up with a blanket if I want to get any peace Very cute, and he's quite old now.

Just my cat, Ozzie, who is 18 years old, sleeps most of the time and when he's not asleep he's meowing. Recently, for some reason, he has started quietly coming up behind me when I'm at my computer and letting out this irritatingly loud wail which scares the fuck out of me.

My other cat, Isis, had to be put down in 1999. That was the single worst day of my entire life. She was the best cat on the planet. So now I spoil Ozzie rotten.

Ahhhhh. Smitten. Good for you. Hope it works out well for you.

And send some of that food down here. I'm starving.

In regard to the free time, maybe you could volunteer? I was going to do in on Thanksgiving (US, that is). Perhaps there is some island hottie that you haven't discovered yet?

You never know...

Hope you're all good!

P.S. - What's a cougar career?

Your artwork is very cool! I really like the new one (Zombie), but then again I have issues.

I did get back into bed...having chosen not to go into work and work from home instead. Damn, I should do that more often.

No no, join anyway. I want the members

I'm going out to night, but I will read, and comment on, your journal tomorrow. Hope you're okay though.

Glad you're not so hungover anymore. Sounds like a nice leisurely Sunday.

i <3 cats

hmm...can i come? ill bring a camera. it will be fun! *smirk*

You doin' ok way out there in the west, sassy? Loneliness is a pain in the ass, I know that for sure, even in a huge family like mine.

Thanks - you should cough up some creativity and share it with us now, so we'll want to puke, too

Yeah... he's a super cool guy... but, I just don't know. He keeps telling me that he can't have a girlfriend right now... which is great, because I sure as hell don't want an SO... but at the same time, if I'm getting booty called... I want it to be more interesting than just sex... you know? I love sex.. but I need some mental sparks, too.... and he's always afraid of boring me with what's going on in his life.. why are guys so afraid of their brains?

On another note, you're so pretty and I dig your ink! And I'm so jealous of your cat friends. I love ze cats.

Your latest pic: once again