It always seems to happen when you leave the house (the interview call). I get two calls from schools, very far from my current residence, but hey, we all need to make a sacrafice. I really didn't want to teach, but I might have to. I didn't think I would be up in front of kids spewing bullshit anymore.
I would have to remove all pics of me ASAP if I get this gig tomorrow.
Went to a cattle call background player casting for the film "Devil Wears Prada" based on the book. It stars Meryl Streep. I was reminded why I haven't gone for extra work in 7 years.
I went to visit my old man at work at CBS on 57th and 10th because it was so close to his building. He is retiring soon, and as I walked out of his screening room I realized it might be the last time I ever see him in his working environment ever again. I was sad. Something sort of died in me today. I am dealing with the passing of an era, and that can sometimes be tough. Just watching your parents grow old is something I don't deal with well. It reminds me of my own mortality - today was something like that.
Speaking of, who saw the big Six Feet Under finale last night? What did you think. I thought the end was hilarious when they show the entire cast growing old and follow them to their death. It must have been the make-up.
Well, that was today. I haven't eaten all day. Was this journal depressing? Ahh, life ain't always a gay parade.
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Also it means that I'm older and smarter and don't pick fights with them like I used to.
What's that saying? Life is a bitch and then you die?
Sorry, I should cheer you up, huh?