It’s hard to balance a totoro on your head!
It’s Friday night and I’m stayin’ in listening to old Elvis Costello records (okay, the same one as always, despite owning… 5 of them?) and applying for jobs below my education level because switching tracks is incredibly hard, even with a masters (in the field you’re trying to switch into (aka my continual plea of ‘professional librarianship, quit doin me wrong!’)) and a steady and “progressively responsible” work history.
Seriously! Professional film projection involves perfectly interpreting the artistic vision of others AND dealing with lots of idiosyncratic folk AND handling expensive yet delicate things in big machines AND (at least for me) training lots of people to do lots of complicated technical tasks from scratch. Presumably this plus library school prepares me to work at the circ or reference desk.
Alas!
Anyway! It’s hard to balance a totoro on your head, but most other things are harder. Sneaky feelings. You can’t let those kinda feelings show.
(Sometimes it’s a good thing I live here, since there are so few temptations, and I can pretty much stay to the proverbial straight & narrow)
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