So I put my portfolio together. I applied to wherever I can. If I get a callback or another way to get some income I’m taking it. This way Jedi Joy won’t have to work.
She hates being alone. She kicks me out when I tell her I can’t take it anymore. She said too bad then just leave. After about 15 minutes she can’t stand sitting with her self. Well I have to look at her mug every single day all day. She doesn’t smile she doesn’t laugh she doesn’t get my jokes. When I crack a joke she usually gets offended or want to start a fight. It’s always an argument because he’s always miserable. It’s like walking around with this drunk Barney rubble with a chip on the shoulder that’s so fucking mad and he stumbling through the bar and bumping into everybody but if anybody says anything to him — he says what?? do you want to fight?
She said she hates her job. She hates what her job is become. She hates seeing only locals. These aren’t the sams tourists. Vegas has changed. I tell her— I’ll get a job. No she says I don’t want you to work. She has a fear that if she’s not in control that she’ll be left alone. What should I do?
II really don’t know what to do. Every day I wake up and Jedi Joy is just in a miserable awful mode. It’s always one thing or another. The point is no matter what she’s always unhappy. What should I do?
My name is JediRich. I am an independent artist. This where I post my “raw” projects as they begin to formulate.