I really didn’t expect this, but I’m a nervous wreck all of a sudden. Dean emailed me to let me know that the conference call between him and all of his partners in the production company is going down tonight, to determine if he can get to the bank account to pay for me to fly to Berlin and all that jazz. He had some other questions as well, and for some reason it really got me nervous. It probably shouldn’t make me too nervous, but it suddenly seems real. It’s not just something horribly funny and entertaining, this is serious. All of a sudden, no real warning, and BAM, I’ll find out tonight or tomorrow morning what’s going on with my life for the next few months.
Plus, it’s an incredibly odd feeling knowing that five men, only one of whom I know, will be discussing me and making a decision that will have a rather substantial affect on my life. Beyond that, I have no say in that decision. I don’t even know what they’ll be saying. Suddenly I feel very small indeed.
I need to relax and stop thinking about this. What will happen will happen, right? If this is right for me, it’ll fall into place. If I’m supposed to be doing something else, then this won’t work out. All of that aside, I’d still really love it. It’s a fairytale. And I want one in my life.
I’m going to go watch a stupid movie now. Wish me luck.
Best of luck to you. Things are a lot easier if you don’t worry too much about them, but that’s much easier to say than do.
Good luck! It will all work out for the best(and obviously the best would at the bare minimum include you traveling around the world and owning a fleet full of BMW’s).
How you meet such interesting people i have no clue.
Tell us you secret darling!
But you’ll do fine, cheer up.
Hooray! I did a Google search for Eeps, and yours was the first to appear which did not prove to be an acronym. As you appear to be a well mannered young lassie, I’ll wish you well with whatever oddity has driven your friend to Berlin.
Anyone who seeks to reply ought to remove the obvious fake bit. It’s to cut down on spam and confuse spiders.
P.S. I’m glad to see you lot appear to be Python fans with a penchant for animaniacs. Perhaps I shall seek to uncover the true meaning of whatever shenanigans you’re engaged in before I reach the end of my attention span. Thankyou for happy random surfing.