Young, black, and broke with a BFA from a high-priced NYC art school I set out to make a career as a designer only to have art directors slam doors in my face because they didn't know my work. After a few years of dead-end retail jobs decided to add to my insecurity by pursuing jobs as an actor/singer. After the job market took a dive suddenly I'm living back home with my folks and working as a temp while working as a male escort. Clearly I'm never going to have a normal life. Read on...
2.01.2010
I Hate Uncertainty...
It seems to come up so often now I should just accept that to be original and keep your sanity you have accept the fuckery of the world and the people who occupy it. Not only is my temp job at Time Warner Cable stressing me out making me worry if I'll have a job next month to keep me out of the red. My ex-lover of 3+ years is kicking me out of his apartment I have less than 28 days to move out and find a place to live. Asshole even posted a couple of fleabag motels on the bathroom mirror for me to stay in. Fucking asshole.
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