shoegazerbrett

I have decided that if this whole film/television writer thing doesn't pan out, that my Plan B will be to pursue a career as a mustachioed, sunglasses & designer suit wearing, gun & mojito toting, totally badass undercover detective.



I'm only half joking. I want to do this!!!

But no, seriously, the NYC job hunt is exhausting and especially frustrating. If it weren't for my close group of fellow alcoholics/karaoke addicts, I would be a completely miserable sack of shit right now.

Mates Of State show Thursday night! Woot!