Monday morning is here again and I'm back in the office after a long weekend of wrangling with the sound mix of Washington Interns Gone Bad. What a pain in the ass! Defragging drives, juggling audio files, trying to get everything to sound good, while I should have been helping with wedding planning and move planning and basically anything but working on the damn movie. This film has been fun and I'm very proud of it, but it has been extremely taxing on my relationship with Anne and I'm sick and tired of our relationship being put under such constant strain. It really sucks, because the worst part of it is pretty much over and now it's all about getting showings, selling tapes, getting into festivals and hopefully getting some distribution and finally getting paid for all of the work and bullshit. This should be the most exciting time, but it's just more stress which I don't fucking need. I have enough to be stressed out about, taking the plunge and leaving a steady job and a cheap apartment and a vibrant community of friends and connections for the great unknown in a new city with no job and no prospects and nothing.