after about two hours of looking, i got an interview for some crappy retail - and i say crappy in the most loving way - along hollywood boulevard. (no jokes about me working the streets, please. hey! stop it! i heard you!) then there was a call from some guy who wants a personal driver, which is a job i'm splitting with derek. i had a phone call last night from the woman looking for an extra production assistant. the temp service is all about trying to place me and say my resume looks great. could they be looking at someone else's resume? then my neighbors wanted copies of it so they could put in plugs for me at universal and with some "industry people" for odd jobs like an assistant and stuff. i've decided the odd jobs route sounds like more fun than being an office lackey. who cares if it's unstable and i have no idea what the pay rates will be? it'll be cooler to drive a real estate agent around town in his new bmw than to be stuck somewhere that probably doesn't even have a window. for now i think i'll sit back and rest on my laurels for a few days so i don't get overwhelmed with crap to do. is it possible that i'm somewhat appealing to these people? are they so desperate for an actual human being that good luck is flocking to me?
i'm feeling oddly positive today. that in itself makes me want to throw up. my attitude about this place would seem to be on the up side of things. it's giving me a new perspecitve on my old sourpuss ways. that's not to say that i don't still hate the people here. for the most part (and i do give room for exceptions, but in a wary way) they are suckity suck crap. i'm a jaded, pragmatic cynic and they're fucking stupid. i would hope that as i get out there it's easier to meet some humans, but i'm not crossing my fingers or anything. one quick look at craigslist tells me what kind of ameobas populate this city. am i on a high horse again? damn. as i said, it's an oddly positive. i haven't gone all pollyanna on you - there's no need to panic. i've never been good with people and i sure don't intend to start now.
did mary tell you all that she has a new address? she does, and it even has running water!
did derek tell you to click on his map thingy? he needs friends to click on his map!
did i tell you that the cats are all fine now? they're taking over the place!
i got new friends the old fashioned way this week. i went on friendster and dorked out for an hour, looking and lurking. then i sent out invites to people i already know. "pleeeeeease be my friennnnnnd." and they said yes. whoopee for me. i have more friends. i still hate myspace and it sucks big turds. let people call me so last year and out of style. so be it. fuck them. i have new friends and they don't.
does oddly positive mean defiantly sarcastic today?
yesterday was my test case of driving on the la freeway system. as there was actual driving happening, as opposed to stoppage, i had a blast. what's the big deal? i like to drive around here. all that changing lanes and whipping around is fun. now if everyone would just get the hell out of my way it would be all kinds of good. and for pete's sake, if there's a car stalled on the side of the road, SO WHAT?!? stop looking at it, get off the phone, and drive the damn car! you're not that important, you know. no one needs to be on the phone that much. no one needs to touch up their makeup that much. no one has that much else to worry about when operating a motor vehicle. i know that it is. it's because you had to wait forever to get your food from these sucky-ass waiters, isn't it? so now you're in a hurry and have to call people to tell them you're running late. that's fine, but after that just hang up the phone and watch the road. jesus mary and joseph, drive the damn car and maybe we'll all get to where we're going!
it must mean that. or angrily confident.
i have yet to find my zone of "down the street" here. i was talking to julie for an eon last night about all of this and she says it's coming. i just have to be patient and let it come to me. there's a cheap thai place around the corner that would approximate it, so maybe i'll take my peeps there when they come to see me. the true test of down-the-street-ness is how you feel when you're there with your friends. if you spend more than ten minutes just getting out of the place and then another ten leaving to go home, it's definitely down the street.
until then, it's time for some serious cat cuddling time, more coffee, and plenty of trash tv. don't you just love tori? she makes me wanna listen to the song "supermodel" at full blast and prance around. come on everyone and make time for tori. liz would. mary would. megan feels the pull. tori's good for you. and robot chicken is good for you. and so is moral orel, even if it makes nick want to barf. especially for that reason. cartoons and trash make me not worry about the ozone layer so much! there's only so damn serious i can be.
i heart tori and formula one.
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