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Long-ass Music Meme
Apr. 22nd, 2005 03:00 am( list of 50 fave songs by various bands/artists...what fun! )
I watched the HBO movie Citizen X which is one of HBO's best films IMHO. Still awesome.
Saw the crazy-head doc today. We're not putting me on meds because I don't really think I need them. There's probably some irony in that statement, but I don't feel like looking for it. The doc is a cool guy, and like many docs, has taken a shine to me. He thinks it's funny that I call him "dude". Plus he's another of those really hot, dapper fellows I love so well. I'm seeing the other dapper hunky guy I know on Monday at the job counseling place. Employment: you shall be mine. Oh yes, you will be mine!
Last night I sent out a query to a publisher via Email, but then realized that my synposis had a zillion typos (okay, more like 4--but that's almost one per page) and my query letter is junk. Or maybe I'm just moody...no it's junk. But after some revising, it is better. Anyway, I'm moving ever forward on that whole project. I'm holding off on looking for an agent until I get a firm publishing offer. I wish I had an editor though, my eye for fine detail is crap.
I got an Email from Walt today, but he didn't have much to say as usual. I'm beginning to wonder if trying to maintain a correspondance with him is just a waste of my time. Although, I guess reaching out is never a waste of time, and it's his loss if he doesn't really want to know me. Maybe he's just holding back, waiting to see if I become successful or not.
Oh, and if you don't know who the hell "Walt" is, please see this friends only entry from last August.
I watched the HBO movie Citizen X which is one of HBO's best films IMHO. Still awesome.
Saw the crazy-head doc today. We're not putting me on meds because I don't really think I need them. There's probably some irony in that statement, but I don't feel like looking for it. The doc is a cool guy, and like many docs, has taken a shine to me. He thinks it's funny that I call him "dude". Plus he's another of those really hot, dapper fellows I love so well. I'm seeing the other dapper hunky guy I know on Monday at the job counseling place. Employment: you shall be mine. Oh yes, you will be mine!
Last night I sent out a query to a publisher via Email, but then realized that my synposis had a zillion typos (okay, more like 4--but that's almost one per page) and my query letter is junk. Or maybe I'm just moody...no it's junk. But after some revising, it is better. Anyway, I'm moving ever forward on that whole project. I'm holding off on looking for an agent until I get a firm publishing offer. I wish I had an editor though, my eye for fine detail is crap.
I got an Email from Walt today, but he didn't have much to say as usual. I'm beginning to wonder if trying to maintain a correspondance with him is just a waste of my time. Although, I guess reaching out is never a waste of time, and it's his loss if he doesn't really want to know me. Maybe he's just holding back, waiting to see if I become successful or not.
Oh, and if you don't know who the hell "Walt" is, please see this friends only entry from last August.
