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|Friday, October 9th, 2009|
|I Get The Strangest Spam
Today I opened my gmail and read "Sarah Palin is Back and Ready to Talk."
So...were we dating? Did she go away get to clear her head and now she's back and ready to work it out. I'm sorry, Sarah; it's been too long. We're just two separate people.
Also, Barack Obama won the Nobel Peace Prize. That just feels...random. Current Mood: Confused/Amused
|Monday, October 5th, 2009|
So, we had this
god-awful mentorship program on campus. Basically, you meet with a mentor once a month for a year and discuss things about what you're going to do. I met with the mentors and put down my top three choices.
I didn't get them. Not only did I not get them, I get my last choice. I got the the mentor who is retired. Scratch that, I got the one who has been retired for fifteen
years. What do people who have been retired for fifteen years know about the industry? Nothing. What contacts can he give me? None. What advice can he give me about starting in the industry? Nothing. Nothing at all.
Now, what can he do? Well, he can give me stories about life during the Eisenhower administration. Yeah, that'll be fun. Oh wait, he can babble at me about kids today. Definitely useful.
I figured the mentorship program was crap anyway; all of the mentors said, when I asked how to get into the industry, to just "apply for all the entry level jobs they have." Which is great, considering how I have found one entry level job in field in the last year. They say that most of the jobs are filled through contacts and networking, which is what a mentor is supposed to do.
The question now, is should I give this guy a chance, or should I just cut my losses and ignore him completely. I'm leaning toward the former, since this was my one last chance at not being an assistant editor for the rest of my life.
I swear to god, we need to do something about entry level positions in this country. People need jobs. Current Mood: pissed off
|Friday, October 2nd, 2009|
|The Next Disney Animated Movie...is Based on a Philip K. Dick Short Story?
I have never heard of the story "The King of the Elves" and it doesn't look like the story is beyond usual Disney fare (nobody is secretly the Gnostic Demiurge, reality does not reinvent itself in the final act, and there are no drugs). But still...it is sort of a strange idea. How did that come up in conversation.
"You know the guy that wrote the book that became Bladerunner
? Let's read some of his stuff and see if any of them could be a movie for little kids! Current Mood: amused
|Thursday, September 24th, 2009|
First of all, I am up at 1:30 on a work night! I am such a young, irresponsible kid.
Secondly, today I made it official: the boy I've been seeing and mentioned in my last post is now my boyfriend. My gay, gay boyfriend.
God, I haven't had a real boyfriend in forever. I mean: seriously. In forever.
So, yay! Current Mood: calm
|Thursday, September 17th, 2009|
|Weirdest News Mistake?
So, recently on Fox 5 news, Ernie Anastos (who, for those not from NY is sort of a News Institution; he's been on EVERYTHING) responded to some playful banter from a coworker with a demand to "Keep fucking that chicken."
What on earth could he possibly mean. I have heard some pretty nonsensical things in my life, but this is just bizarre. Is this a phrase that I'm just not aware of? Anastos's cohost gave the greatest look in human history. It was sort of like a combination of Beyonce's Shock-face at Kanye West and Nancy Pelosi's "Stare of Death" at "You Lie!"
Still, this doesn't beat overhearing some drunk gay in Chelsea scream out "I need a transsexual transfusion." Seriously. I will give a million dollars to anyone who could explain to me what that means. A million dollars.
Keep fucking that chicken, America! Current Mood: Confused/Amused
|Tuesday, August 25th, 2009|
|back from Japan
Japan was fantastic although, in many ways, in was a nap in the day of my life. It did nothing to fulfill any of my long term goals (and, at the roughly $10,000 I spent on the trip, definitely set one of them, paying off my debts, back).
Now, back to reality. Back to looking for a new job (or not, haven't decided), finishing school, working on plays, volunteering (you need one years experience to get an entry level job nowadays, so I figure volunteering would be that one year), exercising, and asking guys out (I seriously need a steady boyfriend).
Why is life such...work? I know for a fact that a lot of people in my situation just work 40 hours a week, go home, and have a grand old time with no extra effort other than the usual laundry and cleaning the apartment thing. Most of them are my coworkers.
So it goes.
|Saturday, August 8th, 2009|
|Friday, July 31st, 2009|
|Friday, July 24th, 2009|
In eight days, I will be boarding a Delta flight to take to Japan, the Land of Silks and Spices and Hello Kitty. I've never been! I'm so thrilled!( My ItineraryCollapse ) Current Mood: excited
|Monday, July 20th, 2009|
|That Girl is Having an Affair with My Dad?
So my father got a letter on Saturday from the St. Jude's Children Hospital and, specifically, Marlo Thomas
The envelope said on the outside: "Special" Photographs
I think my father may be being blackmailed by Marlo Thomas... Current Mood: amused
|Monday, July 13th, 2009|
I keep on having dreams where I have gotten drunk in college and had knocked up a celebrity, completely blacking out the whole thing. Last night I dreamt that Katey Sagal
came to my house with our love child.
I have also dreamt the same thing Anne Hathaway, Peggie Noonan, and Cher.
I'm messed up.
|Wednesday, July 8th, 2009|
So, I was asked out on a date last night by a young man. His name is Charlie and, guess what, he went to Vassar. Small world, no?
Any of you know a film major named Charlie with long hair who goes to Vassar and would be a senior this year? I'm afraid I don't know his last name yet.*
*This has always been sort of weird for me, but NOBODY tells me their last names. I have friends who I have known for years and I do not know their last names. I feel weird asking. I guess it's important to me because I've always heard "doesn't even know his last name" to signify "he doesn't know him at all." But there are people I've known for years who's last names are a complete mystery to me. Current Mood: sleepy
|Thursday, June 25th, 2009|
So, yesterday, I was chatting with a friend about how amusing it was that that slimy jerk Perez Hilton got roughed up by Will.i.am after Perez called him a "faggot." Perez Hilton has always been super annoying to me in the "stop being an idiot" sort of way.
But then I realized: I hate him for being a bitch, but, in enjoying his failure, I myself, am bitchier.
I am, in fact, bitchier than Perez Hilton.
In many ways, it's liberating, in an existential way. Once you reach the bottom, you have nowhere to go but up, or a sideways move at best. Whatever I do, I know that I am already deeply within the cesspit. Anything else is gravy.
I am the Nietzschean Überbitch. Current Mood: amused
|Friday, June 19th, 2009|
|Friday, June 5th, 2009|
So, I am a big fan of a type of Japanese theater called "Takarazuka" in which all the parts are played by ladies. So many ladies!
In any case, the show that got me into it was "Elisabeth," which is an Austrian musical. It is also the theater troupe's second most popular show, meaning that it tends to sell out instantaneously (Takarazuka only has limited runs, so the tickets are hard to come by).
I wanted to see a Takarazuka show while in Japan, and, as it turns out, when I'm going to be there they'll be doing "Elisabeth." So, I was excited and worried; last year, the show's entire run sold out in minutes. And then tickets went on sale last night.
And I got one! I will be seated in the front row of the balcony! I got tickets to go see it in Japan! I'm going August 4th at 6:30 PM (what an odd time for a show!) Current Mood: excited
|Friday, May 22nd, 2009|
|Best Poll Ever
So, today my sister was at home and got a phone call. It was a political survey; so she was like: what the hell. They said they had ten questions for her.
Question 1: Are you registered to vote in New York state?
My sister: Yes.
Question 2: Do you believe marriage should only be between a man and a woman?
My sister: No.
Yup, so a pollster polled my sister and decided that she wasn't answering the question right, so he just hung up on her.
I'm sure in a few days we're going to get a poll that shows how New Yorkers feel about same-sex marriage. Something tells me that the accuracy of that poll will be somewhat suspect... Current Mood: amused
|Sunday, May 17th, 2009|
|Online Writing Community?
Hi, I figured tons of my buds online are into writing, so I was wondering if anybody knew a place where I could send to get my plays commented on, and then I'd comment on their plays, things like that. I was able to find a few, but they were all for pay.
Any ideas where to look? Current Mood: sleepy
|Monday, May 11th, 2009|
|Friday, May 8th, 2009|
|I Am Now a Bourgeois Capitalist Pig!
Not really, but close. My grad school department is having an executive mentorship program, where students meet with executives and all that jazz. There were over 100 applicants for 8 slots, and I got in! I will now meet with an executive to learn about the field, build contacts and (hopefully) get a sweet job.( How the Hell?Collapse ) Current Mood: accomplished