depressing post warning: didn't get the full time digital photography professor job, they didn't even interview me, thinking about leaving LA to go back to Ohio and just buying into a condo or something, left my art gallery last week, because i didn't really see the point in working with people who couldn't sell anything and were always doing everything at the very last minute, all these wealthy folks who grew up out here keep telling me that things are gonna improve greatly, that's easy to say, but i'm getting older and the combination of working 11 hours a day(four days a week), playing music/writing music, making art, doing freelance, and maintaining the ranch is too much
*the weird thing is now that i'm finally getting better at bass, recording, and performing it seems like i'm destined to just be some dude who photographs bands and posts his pics on fb cause he's too exhausted to do much else
**on the positive side i have been building a collection of homoerotic michael myers photos as inspiration for my planned industrial horror dance band