Lazy Sunday

Just to start out on a slightly positive note, I'm making my way through articles and edits this afternoon. I just thought I would take a little break and write a post here.

Sundays are lazy for me. I schedule work after 1pm, so I usually have the morning to myself to watch movies, cook, or read. Today I chose movies. I didn't know what to watch, so I first checked On Demand. I picked The Money Pit just because it starred Tom Hanks. Most of his lighter movies bring out my good mood. This one was all right, but not anything special. I knew I really needed something to bring back the joy in my life, so I went with A Hard Day's Night -- an old joy-bringing standard. It was working -- then I realized something. I'm 24 (way closer to 25 now). John and Ringo were about 24 when this movie was made. And they were already rich, famous, and somewhat content with their career path. Hell, John was already a published author! Made me feel absolutely hopeless about my life.

So I went to work. That doesn't make me feel any better, considering the fact that I find every single article kickback a complete and total failure. Now I'm just sitting here, wondering what to do next. There is more work to do, but I really have all night for that. And it's not going to be that hard. Most of the ones this evening will not be rewrites. Just one.

I guess it's just like the Paul Simon demo I've heard:

I'm a groundhog, looking for a hole
I'm a dog whose gone astray
I get the blues all morning
And morning's my best time of the day

Lazy Bum

How I slept in until almost nine this morning boggles my mind. I usually only do that on the weekends, and usually only one day. Jeez... I mean, I'm still getting a lot of work done, it's just that my hours are all screwed up. I'm working a lot more at night instead of in the morning... but it's still really weird. It's the whole sun rising later and setting earlier. I'm really starting to notice it now, and it's becoming detrimental to my schedule. And I'm rambling, but at the moment I really have nothing better to do that to listen to "Gumboots" on my iPod and write this blog post.

New Content

I feel like I have posted to this blog a million times today, but this girl's gotta make some money! anyway, here is some more of my recently written content that is floating around in cyberspace. Enjoy!

The Pain of Conversion

The Importance of Simon and Garfunkel

Second Generation Beatles Fan

I just spent the afternoon feeling sorry for myself, drowning my sorrows in Mountain Dew, M&Ms and my Simon and Garfunkel DVDs. Why? I don't know. It's cloudy and cold outside, and it just felt like the day to do it. But no more--I will pick myself up by my bootstraps and give myself a swift kick in the right direction. By this time tomorrow I'm going to be worknig 9-5... for myself. If I don't have a paying job, I still need structure so that when I do, the transition isn't as shocking.

anywhoo... I promise within in six months time you'll be able to come up to me and ask me "What have you been up to?" and I'll be able to hand you the manuscripts for 2novels, a dozen short stories, a musical, a play, television AND movie scripts, and maybe even a song or two, if I get ambitious. I'm going to make someone out there hold me to this goal. I don't know what's more exciting... thinking that I'll make it as a writer or just setting a reasonable goal for myself. Who cares if I don't have any money... I'll have my dreams. And:

No one lets their dreams be taken lightly
They hold them tightly
Warm against cold

True, Paul. Very true. Maybe I'll be even more motivated when my diploma comes in the mail... only three more weeks to wait.