It is unofficially official--I am moving to the city. I got a small temp job working at a "professional" theatre. This means I work on weekends. But because of that, I can't very well move all my stuff up to my new place because no one is there to move me out or in. Oh, and technically there's no place to put me.
It's a long story.
All in all, I'm slowly moving to the city, over the course of like, two months. It's a little bit agonizing.
This also ends my dream of seeing Nathan Fillion at the international film festival. Because I like to hold onto impossible dreams for as long as I can. Working evenings during the festival opening kind of makes it final.
I never realized how much of a country bumpkin I was until I lived in the city. I'm actually really mortified to find this out about myself. I tell this to people and their response is: "Well, yeah..." Gosh, you could have told me sooner....
Between work and, well, work, I haven't had much time to do anything else. But since things have slowed down, I've had some time to put into writing those trope stories I mentioned before. I got distracted and started writing a second one before finishing the first. I'm optimistic about actually getting one done. So look for that in the future.
That's all for me, for now. Until next time.
