Alright, lets sum some stuff up. Working at a studio, offered a job, was offered 1k less a month then what it would take to actually move to place. Informed boss need more money and that they were attempting to pay me 1,100 less then indistry standard for starting animators. They budget and were able to offer me 350 more...which I then explained to them is still not enough and that they know what I need and if I can't get it I have to quite by the end of March cause I won't have a place to stay or money to afford a place...they just said they'll have to figure out what they can do....ugh..
My phone died today because I can't find my charger. I packed it when I left my cousins (both me and my brother remember that) and now I can't find it anywhere.
Now for what this entry is really about. Late sunday night my grandfather was struggling and passed away after over 92 amazing years of life. His name was Floyd Durham and he was best known for building his own small airport. He is actually in the Delaware Aviation Hall of Fame for his contributions. His life has always been an insperation to me and is actually the reason I believed I could actually start an animation studio. These last two days have been really long and I've had to make sure I'm contastantly doing something so that I don't think about it and can keep helping my family deal with it.
Alright, that felt good to get off my chest, but now I've got work to do for a job that i might not have next wensday...fun...
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