J - O - B

No religulous bone here. It's not Job(e), as in the bible but j-o-b, as in butter on the bread! Water in the well! Olive in the 'tini! Hop in the scotch! Okay, I'm getting carried away with exclamatory elation here.

Let me explain. Now that I got another contract job, I can get back to what drives me insane. Example: just the other day, I sat in an office awaiting my turn and fixating on a calendar in my line of sight. Of course, anything with even one letter on it is fodder for my critique. Lo and behold, I spied with my little eyes a horrendous boo-boo. The "G" in August was just plain awful, with a capital "A". It's enough to make a girl cur-aze-y!!!! So, let me at it once again. Unleashed, is this hound. So many incompetents out there and now I get to grab the flailing steering wheel again. I'll put my discerningly impatient and critical eye to good use. Sigh.

Sometime-clients are nice but regular, greenly capitalistic paychecks? Much mo' betta'. Temp gig time again and I'm NOT saying where! So THERE! SOME of us are protective of our leads. It's a crazy, wacky, competitive and extremely tiny field I work in, folks. While I love painting, designing and the occasional art direction...production art is supremely perfect for me. So, count me satisfied once again. Mm mmm. Got some sat-is-FACT-i-o-o-nnnn!

The real reason for this post though wasn't to gloat. It's to thank Johnny, for his support. I can just see him, beaming in his Bartles and James duds now. Who knew predictable could be so exciting? Muwahhhhhh! He's perfect. No kerning required and he never let a needy mate down. OH! That's lucky me. Did I say, "Sigh..." yet?

It's satisfaction with a Rolling Stones beat, beat, beat skip, beat-beat. See you in da not-so-red-column. (grin on face) Signing off with a timeless Jagger melody in the air. mmmm, satisfaction, mmm