The End of an Era

"At least we tried to make it."
- Tapes N Tapes "The Iliad"

This entry has been hard for me to get up the motivation to write. Everything here is fail. I completely hate the psychos I live with. Outback never called me back. I'm out of money. I'm stuck out in the middle of nowhere without a car. Basically everything that could go wrong has gone wrong.

I hate failing. I really wanted to make a go of it here, but I just don't think it's in the cards for me right now. With the economy and everything, it's even more difficult than it would be normally. So, I find myself heading back to Seattle. In ignominy. It's been two weeks. Didn't even get to 10 blog entries. It's just all been worst case scenario.

Going back to Seattle will be good though, I think. I've gained alot of knowledge and understanding from being down there. Even though I couldn't cut it down here right now, I still feel just as dedicated to screenwriting as I did when I arrived. That hasn't waivered.

I really just want to save up, get a car, and then I feel like I'll have alot more flexibility in the urban sprawl that is LA. It's all certianly an uphill battle, but I feel like that will go along way into making it manageable.

I want to write another play. About what I'm not quite sure yet, although I have some ideas. I just feel like it's been really on my mind recently, and would be a good thing to write, that I can actually see reach it's fruition, unlike the movie scripts that sit on my hard drive.

I want to write more TV. Brian seems all about the Sitcom Pilots right now. That could all change tomorrow, but it's something that I enjoy and feel like I could do successfully, so I'm going to write more episodes of Wet City Wash, and try my hands at a couple other Pilots.

And I want to finish Is This Thing On? I've had more ideas about that recently, and I feel like it's starting to come along.

All in all, I feel insipired, energized, and reinvigorated, and I want to really buckle down and focus on what's important to me and get things done.

Jai Ho!

Losing the War for Want of a Nail

Facing the prospect of moving, there is a fear lurking out there that keeps me awake like no other. It's not the prospect of failure. Not the prospect of poverty. Nothing so urbane as that. It's mainly dental.

I don't really like talking about it as it's so ridiculous, but I had a cavity. And way back when that cavity got drilled and filled. Well now the filling is gone. I have no dental insurance. So being the responsible adult I am, I'm completely ignored it. It's slowly gotten worse. Currently I taste blood in my mouth, coming from the gaping hole in my tooth. I'm moving to LA soley on the money I get from my tax return. How ironic would it be for me not to be able to go all on account of a root canal? There goes my tax return. These are really the things that keep me up at night. I'd almost rather go Castaway on that shit and knock it out with an Ice Skate.

You can't make this stuff up.