Screwed?

Maybe. Maybe not. UPS left my boxes containing what would appear to be the most important things on the street, yes, the street in front of the NoHo house on F'n Friday. So of course they grew legs and are no where to be found. UPS says they're delivered. So now what? Where is the perfection in that? I've raised all the holy hell that I care to, and the next indicated thing to do is to finish painting the bedroom. So that is what I will do today. Trust God, Clean House, and Help Others. What a trip. Definitely not something that I would choose for myself. But what can I do? Start where I am, that's what. Breaking the news to the people who trusted me with their intellectual properties that are now missing is going to be the hardest part. Video tapes of weddings, demo reels, hard drives filled with projects and stock footage, all gone. My stuff will be missed, but irreplaceable things like that hurts. I love you all. Internet comes on Thursday. Yay!