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Tuesday, September 28, 2010
I recently celebrated my sixth anniversary with the city of Los Angeles.
In that time my goals have shifted, when I first moved to L.A. I wanted to land a role on a sitcom, soak up the sun, and get a few Vanity Fair covers under my belt.
Now I want an apartment with a bedroom, laundry that doesn't require quarters, and parking that isn't subject to Monday street sweeping restrictions.
I'll get there, someday.
Monday, June 21, 2010
Yesterday I got to ruminating and realized Los Angeles is a lot like prison. If I ever leave I'll hold no tools to assimilate back into real America. I'd be like the old man in Shawshank Redemption , asking permission to use the restroom while cleaning the floors at Kroger.
Monday, June 7, 2010
Being a waiter is a lot like being a prostitute...
...in the middle of the act you're sweating and thinking 'I deserve better than this.' But at the end of the night, with two hundred in hand, you tell yourself, 'it wasn't too bad.'