Hi, oh neglected blog of mine. Remember in college, when I would write in my Live Journal on a daily, if not oftener, basis? Ah, good times.
Anyway, I thought it might be nice to give my friends, you, an update on what my life is like nowadays.
Firstly, I'm not depressed anymore. Isn't that exciting? Remember when I said that job was like therapy for depressed people who can't afford not to work? It totally rehabilitated me. That and the fact that I haven't been working since the job ended - on December 8th. Whee! No wonder I'm not depressed anymore. I haven't worked for over a month. Not working is enough to cheer anyone up.
I do, however, need a job and need it now. But I'm feeling refreshed and ready to crawl back to Starbucks or some similar low-paying, flexibly scheduled institution. Yay! I've decided not to go back to an office job. I think I'd rather have perky sorority sisters nibble my spleen than go back to being a receptionist. And that knowledge in itself is freeing and cathartic.
Secondly, I have an internship with a casting director by the name of Bonnie. This is something that I'm really pleased about. Firstly, Bonnie, who I will call Bon so as to distinguish her from MY Bonnie (best friend and roommate), is a really wonderful person. In a world of cynical and scary entertainment people, Bon is a warm and fuzzy ray of light who very sincerely wants everyone she knows and meets to succeed in life. Plus, she is a wealth of entertainment industry information. While the internship is unpaid in terms of U.S. currency, the information, support, and delicious food I'm given during the hours I'm there more than makes up for it. Yay Bon.
Thirdly, my relationship with the improv group Shark Attack has ended and I'm now on a longform house team at the Westside Eclectic. I am very excited about this, as I'll be performing on a regular basis. I also start my Level 2 class at Upright Citizens Brigade on Tuesday and am generally ready to devote myself further to the beastly business that is comedy.
In conclusion, I'm doing well, I dearly miss all those friends reading this who I seldom see, and I might not even hate Los Angeles anymore. And if that's not classifiable as a victory in life, I don't know what is.