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[pen_grunt]

In a couple of hours I'll be leaving for Palm Springs, CA.

I have yet to pack.

I have no script.

I have nothing on which to base  a script.

I have no weekend.

I have no dry running clothes.

I have no hotel information/confirmation.

Within those few hours, 2/5 of these things will be resolved. I'm hoping for more, but am not expecting much. Really, the only things I can control are exclusively clothing related--packing and drying.

I feel...unexcited.

I feel...really annoyed by the people who are giving me dirty looks for going to a "warm" place where I won't even get to go outside. I compared it tonight to starving for two days, then having your favorite food put in front of you and not being able to eat it.

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[pen-grunt.livejournal.com]

I have to script a huge, live, animated talking dog that interacts with presenters for a pet food company.

I don't deny that my job is strange sometimes.

[pen-grunt.livejournal.com]

I should have added that it's for a big corporate sales meeting.

Otherwise it just sounds like a large hallucination.