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Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Back on da hoarse

That's what an old screenwriting prof of mine used to say about writing. "Are ya on da hoarse? You gotta be on da hoarse. 'Cause sometimes, you wanna take the hoarse to Pasadena, but it gets tired around Downtown, or sometimes you ride da hoarse and you end up in Santa Monica and you got no clue how to get to Pasadena now."

My roommate asked me how to get to Pasadena. "Don't," I said. Pasadena isn't necessarily evil. Just impossible to reach.

Today, it feels like all my goals are in Pasadena right now. Applying to jobs, working on screenplays, trying to figure out what's next.

But I am on da hoarse. In my way. Baby steps.

So there's that.

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