I have agreed to work on another music video with the same people who don't listen to each other, are consistently disorganized, forget everything, freak out about small shit, and let important stuff slide. The actual shoot is Friday. We have two days to put it together.
I just have to keep telling myself that the money will help me move out of my mom's house and that these experiences are great "learning what not to do" experiences.
Also, I've got an appointment with a Korean spa worker who will scrub the shit out of me and then massage all this stress out next week. Just keep swimming, TamTams. Just keep swimming.