for brent

alright brent, you're right. we need to contribute more, all sixteen dozen of us. here's a little update from me.

LISTENING:
Band of Horses
'everything all the time'

READING:
Robert Elms
'The Way We Wore'

DOING:
right now i am sitting at the bayou. it is 2:45am. WTF am i doing you ask. i answer:

my inlaws are in town tonight. they are taking my wife away from me for a week tomorrow when she is done with her school year. after she gets done with work she has an interview with warner brothers to meet with their recruiters about a full time position within the huge Time Warner megalopolis. Hopefully she'll end up getting something with New LIne or maybe PIcture House or something.

anyway, amanda's parents are staying with us tonight, in our 445sq ft. cottage. they can't deal with the cats, so the cats, plus litter box, water dish, food dish etc get to stay in our room. there was so much fucking noise, cats, amanda's dad walking around wearing what CWK calls heavy boots, amanda snoring.... i had to make a fucking break for it. i couldn't sleep, and i have to work at 4:15am anyway, so i figured i would come over to the bayou, smoke some cigarettes, drink some ginger ale, and catch up on some me time. please shoot me for typing 'me time'.

some stuff going on, nothing too crazy, but some hopefully good opportunities on the horizon. amanda has that interview and i have one on monday too. it is for a personal assistant position to a surgeon/business mogul/reeal estate dude. $25/hour full time. hopefully this will work out. it could be sweet. i need a job other than starbucks soooo bad. so if this works out and amanda finds a job too, we'll probably be packing up and heading out of whittier. say goodbye to the renaissance friends. we'll probably try and find a place near/in silver lake/echo park/highland park/hipsterwood/whatever. we dont wanna be driving all that way anymore. we wanna drive less.

that's about it for me dudes.
im free all weekend.
give me a call