I posted in
anger_rehab to vent about how much I hate the fucking media, so I'll spare you the venting here and try to calm myself down. I find the deep breath technique most relaxing. The whole counting, "One one thousand, two one thousand..."
My trainers taught me that, back in the day. To work out, to fight, you make yourself upset, and you transform that anger into determination, passion, and drive. In order for that transformation to occur, you calm yourself down.
I'm back on the promotional boat now, globetrotting with Kristanna and Nick. T3's doing well at the box office, and the soldiers in Iraq loved it. Our masterpiece received a ten minute or so standing ovation. I wish my other co-stars could have been there, to see the smile and gratitude on the faces of these guys. It made everything worthwhile.
Fucking politics. One day, it's all I want, the next day, I can't decide if it's worth throwing away my career in acting to try to make a difference in the world... I promised I wouldn't go on about this here. Check out
anger_rehab. I need a few cigarettes, a good night's sleep, some alcohol, maybe a few women. Or maybe just a punching bag. We'll see.