Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Today is the first day...

So here are things I enjoy:

1. Photography

2. Sports

3. Movies

4. Wine

5. Autonomy

Today I signed up for a writing class at "UCLA Extension" (a side benefit of this may or may not by similar to that of Extenze). I'm not going to notify my employer, even though this class will probably conflict with my work schedule every Wednesday for two months. I got home from work yesterday thoroughly pissed off at my life so I broke out the version of Final Draft 7 that I'm continually thankful Mark Lapadula finagled me into purchasing 3 years ago. I loaded that bitch up and started writin'. I'm going to begin my writing career chronicling my experience as a successful one man business. It will be like The Wire for the Ivy League set (hopefully).

If you remember any anecdotes or interesting moments in my brief but fortuitous career (like the time Tom and Dan came to visit New Haven, we went to Pepe's, and Tom couldn't stop talking about ditching NY to return to campus) send them along! Or else I'll have to become a wine drunk quirky high school sports photographer (AND WRITE A SITCOM ABOUT IT!)

The Return

It's been awhile. I want to apologize for my absence. I've been fucking around in Hollywood worrying too much about "perception." Sometimes you (meaning I) need to move on from things, and I believe the best way to do that is to return to the innocence of youth in as much as I can restore my sense of wonderment and regain my confidence in my ability to succeed through trial and error.

So I'm giving error a try. I've made some bad career decisions. I'm not afraid to admit it. I'm moving on to the next thing and I'd like you all to come along with me. I'm going to tell my story again, and if you so choose to indulge me I'll keep you informed of the ups and downs.

In this season of wish lists I've decided to create a wishnot-list. This list will consist of things I wish not to do:

1. First and foremost, I don't want to do anyone else's job. By that I mean, I don't want to "assist" anyone. Fuck that. I want to score.

2. I don't want to be a doctor/dentist. I am repulsed by the outside of most human bodies. I can only imagine how I would react upon seeing the inside.

3. I don't want to work for a big corporation.

4. I don't want to work for the government (i guess this is unnecessary after item #3)

5. I don't want to be really famous. It's more desirable to have only the right people know who you are. Besides, look what happened to that idiot Tiger "Cheetah" Woods.

Tomorrow I'll start to list criterion that might encompass a task I would like to do.