Now that Greatest American Dog is wrapping the last episode, the office is empty.  There are currently no shows in production, and the staff is as barebones as it can possibly be to facilitate development of new programming. There are leftover doughnuts every Friday, and the company liquor cabinet can go an afternoon witout being replenished.  It’s a ghost town.

Due to my vast array of knowlege in the post department, I was safe for a long time.  Unfortunately, they can no longer afford me after this Friday.

It might be a good thing.  I was stagnating in this room, and getting too comfortable working a 9-7 shift.  I’ve been meaning to get back into freelance, and now I can, without ever “quitting” Actual Reality.  They promised me gigs as an Assistant Editor, and I look forward to taking them up on that.

In the meantime, I’m excited to see if the “social-networking safety net” applies to people in the film/television industry, or if it’s total bullshit.  I’m not living paycheck to paycheck by any means, but I do need to make money.  AIM: lifeofbk