back from the dead
I haven't journaled in probably a year, simply because everything I want to say gets said and everything I want to write gets sidelined in the process of me saying what needs to be said. I still look forward to that occasional spark of creativity which allowed me to produce my first, albeit amateur, spec script (for "30 Rock"), but I'm not holding my breath. I am currently just trying to sketch a path that allows me an entry point into the Biz. Do I have what it takes? Yeah. I love Top Ramen, I live late nights, and I like to entertain. But, do I have what they want? I guess I just need to find the "they" that fits me. No worries...I'll try my damned hardest not to fit into the "they" that prefers water-based lube above all else and that also aspires to have a crystal penis statue over the fire mantle in lieu of a golden Oscar.
In the meantime, however, I am jobless and looking to do time-passing activities, such as...GOING TO HOOOOOTERS! I hear the food blows but I'm hoping to see a familiar face (I won't judge...I might LMAO, though) working there; I'm just hoping that familiar face doesn't belong to one of my youngest sister's best friends. But seriously, I have time to kill before interning at a film camp for the developmentally challenged late July through early August....unless someone has any ideas for temp work. I have no direction right now. No aim. Wanna teach me how to shoot?