So, 2013 has been a year of mostly ups, though I still feel a bit down.
Maybe it's just the unemployment. Once I find a new job I hope the morass of boredom will lift. I've had two offers, but I refuse to go back to retail. Especially knowing that both will require me to work Thanksgiving day. I suppose it's a little snobbish and first-world problem-y of me, but I think I've earned the right to not engulf myself in that kind of depressing career path again.
I have submitted my newest screenplay draft to a hopeful director who likes what I did with it. I'm hopeful this might lead to something real, but in the meantime, it's great to exercise my visual storytelling abilities. God, I do wish for it to happen, though.
I can't quite forge through the weirdness surrounding the girl. The girl in real life, that is. Last weekend the band and I wrote a new song and the lyrics I penned were more or less about my inability to let go. I thought it might help relieve some of the undisclosed thoughts I still harbor, but... well, time will tell I guess. It was an amazing day to rehearse outside, though.
There is a dead animal somewhere in the house and the smell of rot combined with cinnamon candles is bizarre - I'm not sure if it's making it better or worse. It's difficult to stay indoors but the weather has gotten cold and clammy. Nowhere to escape to. Blech.
Tonight is double extra large pizza night, and I will try for the umpteenth time to conquer the beast and earn a free t-shirt. If that's not the epitome of gluttony... Well, this is America, dammit. S' how we do.