I feel like every time I blog here, I have a new job. Which, I guess, is true. That's rather pathetic....

So. I never actually ended up moving to the city. Two weeks before my job at the theatre ended, I had an interview and got a job closer to where I had been living before. Steady work and good pay? Yes, please. The theatre really wanted to hire me on in a semi-professional status as well after our show was over (which was heartwarming) but I said I already had something lined up. (If they had asked a few weeks earlier, I probably would have said yes.) That was the end of that.

During that time, I also had a second interview for a publishing house. I didn't make the final cut, however, which was kind of sad for me but I also expected it. Then I get an e-mail from the publishing house announcing their new projects and editors. It was sort of like, "Here's what you could have been working on." Ouch, PFP, just ouch.

But the new job goes well, and I'm happy where I am. Free time has been spent dabbling in comics, reading (of course), and a bit of writing. I hope to get either the comic or the writing on here sometime soon. (I know I said that last time too. I am slow.)

Until then.