i listen to people for a living

pointless internet arguments make the time pass, but they are exhausting as fuck.

i have a very undesirable mix of pride, sense of justice, and unorthodox views that is a perfect tidepool for endless, brain warping arguing that just won't quit.

who is the worst writer in your life? is it yourself?

I'm never as ugly as when I'm honest.

I had an actual hand in shaping the legal landscape of our sexist society. I was literally on a grand jury in a discrimination case against fed ex. I decided against the plantiff and I would have decided differently if I had the decision to make over again.

I'm sorry, America. I fucked up.

Nothing is really possible in Los Angeles. Los Angeles is a bonfire. Life doesn't exist at it's center. Just the grey ashes. Everything that is done here is done with one foot outside the fire with toes gripping the roots to pull the body free just in time to save it from bursting apart.

The id wants what it wants

Never show anyone your lj

I'm working on a film with Ray Wise in.

I had a dream that dying just meant eternal boredom with the divine and incredible.

I imagined myself dying in a plane crash.

My uncle died and I heard his eulogy.