Monthly Archives: May 2011
It is 2:14am and I’m awake, well, obviously… hence, the typing and all. I have a lot going on, and a lot on my mind. Luckily enough, my inhibition is more like a prison guard that has been paid by some king-pin on the outside to vacate his post. My thoughts escape me, I take that back, I release them.
I’m relaxing though, I only have another month remaining before the move to New York. Aside from a potential overdose of relaxation, the only order of business is to secure a nice pad up there for the next year. After that? Who knows where in Hades I’ll be. That, my friend, is the fun part.
It’s been a while since my last blog post, but you already knew that. Why? Because some of you have been anticipating my next post. See? It isn’t rocket science. No one thought to check on the author’s well-being though DID they? No, and that’s just the way that people are. They feel that they’re entitled to the life that they lead, and that nothing could separate them from that life. Therefore, they grow accustomed to receiving a gift from the world, and not being the gift.
Let me tell you. The aforementioned rant was “faux”, I could care less about your negligence but let me say that it’s great to be back! I’ve been writing –mostly in my mind or on Facebook/Twitter, which is a mirror that reflects the writing in my mind–but not blogging.
A lot has happened, my great 7-month stint as a Car Salesman has come to a close, and a new Chapter has opened in my story. Graduate School. Yes, that is the culprit! That’s the reason I’ve been recluse and secluded from the blogosphere. Priorities, now they’re getting in order.
I’ve been awarded a Fellowship to Syracuse University and I will be getting my Master’s in their Television Radio and Film program. I’ll hone my writing, learn about the inner workings of TV and Film Production, and explore ways to inject my perspective into radio as well. It will, indeed, be what Dane Cook would call a “Blasty-Blast.” Hmm, maybe I could’ve called that something cooler. I’m, uh, open to suggestions. I digress.
So there, that’s a minute portion of what I’ve been up to all this time. You know me, I am an Enigma. By the way –or “BTW” in sext talk– my new Twitter Name is @E___NIGMA and don’t mind the underscore, some way-less-interesting-person took the word that probably doesn’t adequately define him or her. Damn their kind.