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I just put in an application for the biz with Russell Simmons. I am feeling like the ultimate creep about it, but I would love to be a music supervisor for films...hey, what ever happens. I am watching an A&E Biography on David Hasselhoff, I am not sure what compels me to it.

Added some new pics.

Watched Alexander, it was awful and was ejected within 30 min - Olie Stone sucks, Salvador was good, however. James Woods kicks ass. Then I put on the film Downfall about the last days of Hitler and the Nazis and it was tremendous. My old man and I bonded. It is the second foreign film we watched together in a week. He might be going fag on me...Ha. Looking forward to his vacation ending, his returning to work and me getting the fuck out once and for all. My problem is I love comfort. I could move to Paterson tomorrow if I wanted to, but I always have this idea that that "something" will happen and I will one day have all the money I will ever need. But time is chasing my crickety ass. SUCK!

Tomorrow I am busing or driving to NY to walk around, maybe meet a friend and go to HB Studio to watch bad acting, and maybe strike up a coffee date or something with a struggling thespian - female preferably.

I am thinking of Los Angeles.