Make Me a Supermodel

My mom called today to talk about a show i PA for . She doesnt seem to understand i take little pride in those jobs and have raely even seen any of the shows i have worked on.
Not even teh good one. I seem to have the same aversion to watching shows i worked on that i have for watching friends movies or projects.
My need for disconnect has grown beyond me. I have really become so ungrateful.if you said 5 yrs ago i would be living in NYC and working TV shows and Fils, not matter how minial i found the work, i would have been grateful and excited by the opprtunity. the adverture and possiblity that i would find in it all.
I think i am becoming a jerk. My humor i growing darker and almost too sharp for those who love me to be near. i gotta get some perspective.
I mean how can i find humor in a day that involved watch skinny bitches dressed in dead fish on a cold day on Coney Island. Thats a fucking rediculous work day. You gota love it