pitching over, soused

i don't know how long this is going to last. like this as in this post and this as in "blogging." i'm trying though. problem is, i was out till all hours drinking while watching folk music at sam's party, drinking while watching a goth beauty pageant at beauty bar, and drinking while not dancing and flirting with an "older woman" at the smiths and morissey night.

then an atm didn't give me the money i asked for but told my bank that it did.

then i was annoyed.

today we prepped for the first of our BIG MEETINGS! we're so hot right now. tomorrow will be my second ever pitch meeting with a tv network and if it goes anything like the last one, i'll sell a show. i just hope they're into the fact that i haven't shaved in three weeks or cut my hair in nine months. and i drink too much. i like pills. i'm getting back into the weed thing. well, it's all very hip right now and almost certainly impressive. i was warned though that this showtime lady can be pretty intimidating. i will charm her with my beard. henry's the pro anyway, so all i need to do is be young and hip.

no pressure. i mean i already don't have a job, so the worst that can happen is that i still won't.


oh. and i have to learn to look around before making fun of people who i know are in the same room as me.