Got the call today.
"Contract Terminated"
My stint in Las Vegas is Over as of 2p today.
Nice.
Now to sort the technicalities, pack up, and drive back, or to a new location.
An early birthday prezzie for me!
YAY!
No more toxlandia.
I'll miss a few people though.
But not Bobbie and all her bitching, backstabbing, and always distracting me while I worked to talk about nothing, and how no one could do anything right, not even her own family.
Never in my life have I met such an unhappy, dissatisfied person - and one who thought she knew everything.
Hopefully she's happy now.
I'll miss the money too.
But, it's done and time for the next new adventure and location.
"Music has always been a matter of energy to me, a question of Fuel. Sentimental people call it inspiration, but what they really mean is Fuel. I have always needed fuel. I am a serious consumer. On some nights I still believe that a car with the gas needle on empty can run about fifty more miles if you have the right music very loud on the radio."........................................................... ~Hunter S. Thompson~


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