Another deary day.

I feel as though I am living in Seattle with all of this rain lately. The weather man says it’s supposed to be like this all week! Mother Trucker.

Class tonight was back at the Performing Art’s Center. Thank goodness it was only sprinkling when I strolled to class.

When I arrived to class my teacher was handing out our voice-over recordings from last weeks studio session. 
Hello, awesome Stark Raven Studio CD!
I am not quite sure what I am going to do with you, but you sure are pretty!  
Okay, on with class.
Tonight’s agenda: learning to read industrial copy.
Can I just tell you that reading this type of copy is B-O-R-I-N-G! This is the kind of stuff that you were forced to listen to when you were in school learning about the periodic table. Snooze-ville I tell ya! 

Industrial copy is typically used for corporate training, e-learning platforms, and instructional video’s. But get this, you can actually make some serious money doing industrial copy work. My teacher said that one time he had to read over 20,000 drug names for a pharmaceutical company! Do wha? Yeah, he said he made over three grand. I don’t think you could pay me enough to read that much copy.

The copy I had to read tonight was about global investing. Joy. Funny how the world works.

This was by far my least favorite class, which sucks because next week is our last class.
Rumor has it that an agent is coming to class from one of the local talent agency…
I may die.