well, i guess it was bound to happen sooner or later... it just happened sooner. i forgot to write yesterday, which officially qualifies me to be a bad person. anyway.

i've finally made it to unemployed-lump-panicking-about-all-the-free-time-he-has mode, which makes me feel kind of gross. next year is really starting to get on my nerves, in terms of figuring it out. in addition to the general panic about whether or not i'm a tv industry person, i now can add the whole not-being-able-to-do-anything-about-it mess to the mix. i mean, you know, at the moment.

i need to take more deep breaths, i think. that will help.

hasta.