After yesterday's industrial booking, I am now on hold for a print job this Friday. So that's two auditions since New Mexico, two potential bookings. I may be speaking too soon on the print job. And, frankly, I wouldn't be too crushed if I didn't get it. It's out in the burbs and they want me to shave and I have a wedding to go to on Saturday and I'd rather not look like a weenie-face for it.
And I've got a bunch of work I'm trying to slog through this week. I need a day where I do absolutely nothing but lay about and sleep. Bleh.