i like how sex for money is called prostitution, whoring, all these dirty buzzwords, and a person's valuable time spent in a mind-numbing, uninspiring box eight hours a day, sometimes more, is called a job, a decent day's work. at least people NEED sex. you don't need to advertise it. it sells itself. people aren't born with the instinct to sit in a cubicle or work a french fryer.

\end self-indulgence X3

aw, now i'm nostalgic for tech crew. ;_; (AND acting) i worked in a theatre my senior year of high school, but never got called in very much. i got to work spotlight only once. *sob* i liked being all high up above the seats. ^^ dance competitions were also fun, if long with frequent moments of panicked stress.