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So yeah, remember that meeting I was supposed to have on Friday with the important Hollywood executive about selling my script that I was getting all excited about?
Yeah, it's been cancelled. Apparently getting out early on Fourth of July weekend is more important than the future ambitions of a brilliant young man (EG: Me.)
Which leads to the question of what to devote my life to now. And I really don't have an answer for that.
A goddamn fucking year wasted on something genius.
Other than that, yeah, it's been a pretty horrible day actually.
Yeah, it's been cancelled. Apparently getting out early on Fourth of July weekend is more important than the future ambitions of a brilliant young man (EG: Me.)
Which leads to the question of what to devote my life to now. And I really don't have an answer for that.
A goddamn fucking year wasted on something genius.
Other than that, yeah, it's been a pretty horrible day actually.