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Got a hit back from a recruiter for a TV writing gig. Yay! It's more like a multimedia Tweeting thing. They seem like a cool company, and the kind of thing I'll be bummed later if I don't get in on now. So I'm going to prepare a sample thingy for them tomorrow.
They seem to be looking for coverage for shows I don't watch. Like my current gig, it was a long time before I didn't feel like I was lying by pretending to know about shit I know nothing about. I won't have that kind of settle-in time for this. It'll be sink or swim right outta the box. Still, it's on my short list of dream jobs. Imma go for it.
Tap shoe funding drive will begin this weekend. I'd guess, on Sunday.
I'm pretty impressed that I wrote, edited, and submitted two short stories this month. One of them I love, and the other one I like and think is pretty good. The latter is the one I wrote with my protege. I am not a great collaborator.
He's a great kid though. I hope it gets accepted. He'll be so stoked.
Haven't put together my Finster packet yet. Been slacking, as is my habit. I will prepare my tip sheet and a draft of a cover letter before I go to bed tonight. I don't have to work later than 6pm at the day-job this week, or probably ever again because we changed our hours.
I'm sure by now you all know about the naked guy who was eating someone's face and they shot him and he kept eating it so they had to shoot him some more? Yeah, so that happened. Zombie this and that blah blah. They haven't reached MI yet, which means it's not zombies. Though I'm sure whatever you do with bath salts to get high will soon be as popular as the vodka-soaked tampon or the martini glass full of Corocidin DX.
What else would you expect from the city Dexter works in?
In short:
Game of Thrones has kicked ass this season. Last week was intense! I want to marry Tyrion, right after I get bizay with the King of the North.
Stewart and Colbert are back tonight. Thank the gods.
I haven't really been recording Sunday Night FOX these days. I have a bunch on the DVR, but never seem to have a free day to spend putting them onto discs, cutting out the commercials and such. I've been doing this for years and years, and have about 35 VHS's full of old Sunday Night FOX shows, South Park and stuff. I just don't watch cartoons like I used to. *sigh*
They seem to be looking for coverage for shows I don't watch. Like my current gig, it was a long time before I didn't feel like I was lying by pretending to know about shit I know nothing about. I won't have that kind of settle-in time for this. It'll be sink or swim right outta the box. Still, it's on my short list of dream jobs. Imma go for it.
Tap shoe funding drive will begin this weekend. I'd guess, on Sunday.
I'm pretty impressed that I wrote, edited, and submitted two short stories this month. One of them I love, and the other one I like and think is pretty good. The latter is the one I wrote with my protege. I am not a great collaborator.
He's a great kid though. I hope it gets accepted. He'll be so stoked.
Haven't put together my Finster packet yet. Been slacking, as is my habit. I will prepare my tip sheet and a draft of a cover letter before I go to bed tonight. I don't have to work later than 6pm at the day-job this week, or probably ever again because we changed our hours.
I'm sure by now you all know about the naked guy who was eating someone's face and they shot him and he kept eating it so they had to shoot him some more? Yeah, so that happened. Zombie this and that blah blah. They haven't reached MI yet, which means it's not zombies. Though I'm sure whatever you do with bath salts to get high will soon be as popular as the vodka-soaked tampon or the martini glass full of Corocidin DX.
What else would you expect from the city Dexter works in?
In short:
Game of Thrones has kicked ass this season. Last week was intense! I want to marry Tyrion, right after I get bizay with the King of the North.
Stewart and Colbert are back tonight. Thank the gods.
I haven't really been recording Sunday Night FOX these days. I have a bunch on the DVR, but never seem to have a free day to spend putting them onto discs, cutting out the commercials and such. I've been doing this for years and years, and have about 35 VHS's full of old Sunday Night FOX shows, South Park and stuff. I just don't watch cartoons like I used to. *sigh*
