god, today it was so cold, I had to put a sweater on.
Have you ever called a person, intent on leaving a voice mail...and they do the most unlikely thing...
they pick up the phone.
Whenever that happens to me (my voice mail message always sounds so clever in my head) I always go "uh..oh..uh...hi...uh" as if I never talked to them before. I guess it's a curve ball because now i have to readjust my seemingly witty voice mail message and talk on the fly.
in other news...
(man, this is a total elipsis entry)
I had coffee with Stacy tonight. We had a long talk about our lives and such.
Afterwards, I was in a contemplative mood and instead of going home, I took the 905 freeway...which a freeway I never took before but I just wanted to see something new.
It was great.
And it takes you into Mexico and the San diego county jail (I didn't know we had one!) and a storage place for blimps.
Man, I wish I had discovered this earlier but am glad I encountered this place now.
Anyway, I suppose I'm in that philosophical mode (not necessarily like Ph.D mode like Dinguspie here) but my life is so weird.
Why do I meet the people that I meet?
Why do certain people reappear?
Why do I meet people at the right time in particular times in my life?
Why are seemingly opportune opportunities presented to me at such turning points in my life?
It's all so bizarre.
I just got accepted into NYU when my two best friends left me. Just in time to start over.
after I graduated, my best friends in california were like "Dude, when are you moving back?" and I said "NEVER!" I loved New York. I still do now. I will write a love letter (i.e. film) to it one day. I said I was going to live in Brooklyn until I got married. Oh, but life had other plans.
And lo and behold, two of my friends I think are supposed to be together but cannot get together because I am their only link.
Lo and behold I fall madly in (seemingly) love with a guy in San Diego
Lo and behold September 11 ruins my finances.
Then I move back...my friends "get together" thanks to yours truly (that's a different story) I give my heart (half-way admittedly) and have it given back. I get rid of debts, I buy a car. I get legal experience.
And once I again, I am at an impasse. I am done with a script, I have dailies (unedited footage) in line for editing and a feature script treatment that needs polishing.
I don't know what to do.
The cool thing about my present situation is that I am single. I feel so free and independent. (although the lack of sexual contact sucks ass...but not really (literally)) I could move to London (but I really can't because I love my car too much), or visit my sister in Australia (my sister is taking her last semseter in college in Australia, radness).
All I know is that:
1. I need to move away from Caifornia. I did my job (To get my friends together) and experience good ol' fashioned heartbreak and resentment. Go me! Go life experiences!
2. I need to stop working at a law firm and start doing some film work..I'm scared to be in a dead end job.
3. I need to dye my hair
well, maybe not.
Anyway, it is just weird when a series of life events take you to a particular moment.
Like updating your journal about your series of events taking you to a particular moment.
I want to eat lobster.
