I have been spending the majority of the last few days navigating the most treacherous and time-intensive job hunt of my life. I have decided to stay in Los Angeles a bit longer and give it one last go for a career. Look, I don't really like the idea of LA, in fact, I pretty much still consider myself a visitor and am not quite sure when I'll accept my resident status. But the honest to God truth is, I have an amazing group of friends here. And not just a group. Groups. I have found myself to be somewhat of a social butterfly and this area is exceptionally conducive to my lifestyle. I love the fact that there is always something going on and going home to Granite Bay, although possibly the more financially responsible thing to do, is a just a cop-out at this point. I want to make this work for the time being, moving home would be a regression in so many areas of my life, I'm not prepared for those repercussions. I don't want to run home because this isn't working. Didn't I move here for a challenge? (the answer is yes) This was the last place in the world I thought I'd end up. I really do believe being here is preordained in some way. It has to be. Because I was always the person that hated LA. I hate the pollution, the LA "vibe" whatever that means, the fact that you can't escape traffic at any point during the day and I really hate the sports teams, minus the Clippers because they get no love from anyone. But being here right now feels, well...right. Sue me. Keep me in your thoughts, prayers and meditations. I am going to need positive vibes for the task at hand. Go me.
In other news:
I have started to take Adderall again. I was diagnosed with A.D.D back in high school. The drug initially makes me feel very odd. It gives me insomnia and I really can't stand that. I was up until 7am on Monday morning. Did.not.sleep.a.wink from Sunday to Monday. I listened to music all night. I was still wide awake when I finally forced myself into a short-lived coma from 7-10am that morning. My stomach is all upset during the nights and I've lost my appetite. Appetite come back. I can't workout without you. Last night as I was doing an impeccable job of not sleeping, I went into a photographic frenzy and decided to just take some photos of myself (narcissistic? you bet. creepy? almost assuredly). If you are on facebook, you already know about this. I was going for an anthro night time feel.
(pause)
And here we go:That's all you get.
Also:
Here are a couple of songs from a band I'm really digging right now. Like, I am loving their sound. I kind of want to elope with them. Not any one of them in particular, but as a whole. Actually no, I want a ceremony, my parents would kill me. I wish to walk down the aisle and meet this band at the end. Goodbye Dad, hello Le Loup (wink). Take my hand Le Loup, aww your palms are sweaty. Nervous nuptials. Appropriate length of tasteful kiss. Celebration, we did it.
*I believe I may have just taken that too far.
If you're expecting some really cool vids, don't. These were the only ones I could find. The first one is just a still shot with the song and the second vid is just, well, you'll see. If you like music as much as I do, you won't end up caring anyway.
***Youtube says this next song is over nine minutes long but that is a blatant and rather obnoxious lie. The song ends halfway in and it's just silence for the rest of the time. Please just make it to 1:43, it is worth it. Do it. Yuh huh.
[tap tap]Is this thing on...Here's a toast to new loves(or bands), new lives and meeting your match. Everybody make sure you grab some cake.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Loupy Days Are Here Again.
Labels: les arts, spéculation
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