Hello,
I'm thankful for turkey. The end.
and Bourbon.
And candy thermometers.
and mixers....
I had a lovely Thanksgiving, at the home of a friend who is hosting my future second roommate, while the truly complicated future house that I am going to rent gets its act together. I'm getting a little bit irritated by the whole thing, and I'm not sure if there is anything to do at the moment. But I figure we rent it for a year, and see what happens.
But for my friend Sabine, I made marshmallows, 'cause, whatev's how hard can it be? Turns out, not that hard, and I'm fired up by the ease of candy making, and the fact that there is a bunch of sugar in the house now. So, if you think you might get a present from me, it might be home made marshmallows, and I'm thinking caramels.
At this very moment, I am procrastination writing a resume and cover letter. I have been asked to apply, and I would love the job, for the position of assistant properties at the 5th Ave. The pros are its exactly what I love to do, run shows, but its year round, and between 48 to 80 hours a week, at $30, which is very nice, I could pay off some long standing debt, and maybe, buy a house or something. But, along with writing some plays, it would be my entire life, and I sort of like the free time I have now, to be active in the union, sew, read, have friends, see other plays. Its a quandary.
oh well.
I best get started.
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