I'm not counting days anymore
Why? Numbers are depressing.
In other news, LA's Best called me up today to set up an interview.
Me: Hello.
LA: may I speak with Thomas?
Me: This is he.
LA: I am calling from LA's Best.
Me: Who? (it had been several months since I applied)
LA: LA's Best.
Me: Oh right, I'm sorry I don't live in LA anymore.
LA: No, I'm calling from LA's Best we're an after school program...
Me: I know that but I don't live in LA anymore.
LA: Several moths ago, you submitted an application. Are you still interested?
Me: Yes. but i live in Washington, DC now.
LA: Oh, that is kind of far.
Me: Thanks for calling.
So, there's a good chance I could have been employed in LA if I had stuck around. I would have been broke by this point. Any anxiety I am feeling now would pale in comparison to what I would have been feeling after that many months of living with an idiot who edits, scores and stock piles gay porn. Not to mention a weekly guilt trip from my Chinese family on life as a a drifter or my failure to produce progeny. Of course there's also a good chance that I would have just broken down and gotten a shittier job somewhere else in the city, and thus be less anxious and just angrier instead.
And now for a little section I like to call, Movies You Shouldn't See. I'm keeping these short.
"Australia" did you like "Moulin Rouge"? did you think it could be better if an Aborigine child had narrated it instead of Ewan McGregor? Are you ready to be horrified by the sheer lack of singing and dancing in a movie set in pre-WWII Australia with not so thinly veiled references/analogues to the "Wizard of Oz", which also stars Nicole Kidman and Hugh Jackman, who starred in "The Boy From Oz" (Oz of course being the name of a magical world that needs constant saving by a pre-adolescent farm girl and a nickname for Australia)? Regardless of your answer you shouldn't see this movie. You won't like it. Now you might be wondering who I'm addressing. Anybody who reads this blog of mine won't like it. qrsqrt, my song and dance brother from another mother, you won't like it. mama_bird, you wouldn't sit through it. I realize that putting in a hyperlink for someone with an empty journal is pointless, but those blue letters add a little punch to the entry. Paige, whose name I wrote out instead of using her LJ name, if you were wondering...you won't like it. If I were to rate it, and I did, I would give it 3 out of 5 stars. You get a star for having a beginning and an ending. You get another star if in you're movie, Hugh Jackman takes his shirt off. And another star, if you make me question sexuality and anticipate more half naked Hugh Jackman just to break up the crushing boredom that is "Australia."
In other news, LA's Best called me up today to set up an interview.
Me: Hello.
LA: may I speak with Thomas?
Me: This is he.
LA: I am calling from LA's Best.
Me: Who? (it had been several months since I applied)
LA: LA's Best.
Me: Oh right, I'm sorry I don't live in LA anymore.
LA: No, I'm calling from LA's Best we're an after school program...
Me: I know that but I don't live in LA anymore.
LA: Several moths ago, you submitted an application. Are you still interested?
Me: Yes. but i live in Washington, DC now.
LA: Oh, that is kind of far.
Me: Thanks for calling.
So, there's a good chance I could have been employed in LA if I had stuck around. I would have been broke by this point. Any anxiety I am feeling now would pale in comparison to what I would have been feeling after that many months of living with an idiot who edits, scores and stock piles gay porn. Not to mention a weekly guilt trip from my Chinese family on life as a a drifter or my failure to produce progeny. Of course there's also a good chance that I would have just broken down and gotten a shittier job somewhere else in the city, and thus be less anxious and just angrier instead.
And now for a little section I like to call, Movies You Shouldn't See. I'm keeping these short.
"Australia" did you like "Moulin Rouge"? did you think it could be better if an Aborigine child had narrated it instead of Ewan McGregor? Are you ready to be horrified by the sheer lack of singing and dancing in a movie set in pre-WWII Australia with not so thinly veiled references/analogues to the "Wizard of Oz", which also stars Nicole Kidman and Hugh Jackman, who starred in "The Boy From Oz" (Oz of course being the name of a magical world that needs constant saving by a pre-adolescent farm girl and a nickname for Australia)? Regardless of your answer you shouldn't see this movie. You won't like it. Now you might be wondering who I'm addressing. Anybody who reads this blog of mine won't like it. qrsqrt, my song and dance brother from another mother, you won't like it. mama_bird, you wouldn't sit through it. I realize that putting in a hyperlink for someone with an empty journal is pointless, but those blue letters add a little punch to the entry. Paige, whose name I wrote out instead of using her LJ name, if you were wondering...you won't like it. If I were to rate it, and I did, I would give it 3 out of 5 stars. You get a star for having a beginning and an ending. You get another star if in you're movie, Hugh Jackman takes his shirt off. And another star, if you make me question sexuality and anticipate more half naked Hugh Jackman just to break up the crushing boredom that is "Australia."