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I havent talked about this one much, but its gone from nothing to a full script in the 6 weeks Ive been in LA. Ive just finished a relatively-major revision…
I have set down security deposit on a place to live. Its in Melrose Hill, which appears to be a micro-community of entirely-hispanic inhabitants. Its near Hollywood, although Ill let the maps speak for themselves in terms of placement.
Its a one bedroom, one bath place with a living room, a small kitchen and a little dining nook. Theres an air conditioner in the bedroom, although its older than the hills, so I cant imagine that it works so well. Well have to see. The carpet is new, the paint is new, and theres a sliding-glass door thats covered by a grate, making it like the worlds largest window.
I move in this weekend, and the time I spend without my stuff will be well-spent getting furniture that I need, building desks, planning my new layout, etc. Im going to do some interesting things with the place, I think, just because Ive never lived on my own before. Itll be nice to have my own place, anyway. Ill take pictures before I move in, so I can post empty pics, and Ill probably make up a diagram later of the approximate size of the place so I can consider the future arrangement of furniture.
On the Read More page are three maps to give you a better idea of where I sit in relation to things. Its mainly in case anyone wants to stalk me, I figure Ill make it easier for you. Once I get moved in, Ill start to expect visitors, so plan a trip to LA soon, cool?
I think it might be a mullet. Whatever you call it, its out of control. People walk by me on the street and have to brush it out of THEIR eyes. Honestly.
If youre offended by my coiffe, though, blame it on my mother, who said that I was ugly when I shaved my head, and Ive been growing my hair ever since, just to try to get un-ugly. Im scarred, I tell you, scarred from many wounds.
Click the pic or Read More below for the rest of the horror.
Im beginning to expand my ideas of what it means to be in LA. Ive been doing some things right, but Ive been trapping myself into small thoughts, goals rather…
Sometimes, I wonder why people talk about how great the weather in LA is. Ive been stuck in the middle of June Gloom for the last ten days, and Im sad about it. I know that the weather isnt key to me getting a job or an apartment, but its nice to be able to wake up in the morning to sunshine, knowing that I could run down to the beach to relax and swim and maybe play volleyball if I want to.
Heres the extended forecast for the rest of the forseeable future, and its all like today–white, featureless clouds until about three, then some sun too late to warm things up to make it beach weather. I dont know why Im obsessed with the beach, but I have some guesses. Its close, but functionally out of reach as long as the weather stays crappy, and its concrete, unlike the always-receeding job opportunity that Im chasing.
Yesterday was fathers day, so I made a whole bunch of phone calls. I talked to fathers that have been important in my life throughout, and that felt like the right thing to do. I also talked to my immediate family, which was cool, since itd been awhile for all of them. Mom & Em were on the beach, which was probably awesome, and Drew was flying to the West Coast, only too far away for my broke, unemployed ass to be able to get up to see him. Weak.
The rest of the weekend was uneventful–a late night, as I reported, on Friday, followed by a standard one on Saturday, and not much else. I did find out that Ill be using significantly fewer minutes on my cell phone plan in the months to come, which sucks, but if its for the greater good, I support that decision. I also took pictures of my head this weekend, but i forgot to bring my camera this morning, so Ill have to paste em up here later. Be prepared to know fear at the size of my hair.
Im off to CL, the Job List, and a couple of return e-mails to hunt down the elusive employment opportunity. Ill also see what there is to see by way of apartments while Im over here. Maybe there will even be some time for consulting work. Well just have to see.
Woke up late yesterday, as reported. Have been awake for 24 hours now. Weak. Work went till just after 4am, then I couldnt sleep for some reason, despite my best…
Today I slept until 11am. After some days of not sleeping well at all and after being up till 3 last night, it was time for some sleeping. It was…
You know what Im getting Steve for his birthday? (I can talk about him like hes not here because he staunchly refuses to read the site) A giant, LA-flavored, kings…
So this is where I live. Those are my legs and feet, even. Shot in bad color (because its dark there), and hastily, but my room nonetheless. See my “entertainment center?” Im getting antsy for a new place to live, so Ive been looking into getting a new spot, maybe a real apt. on a month-to-month basis, but its doing me fine for now. I just want to be able to have visitors without signing them in.
That happened again this weekend, as Cat brought her new boy (Jake) and her new roommate (Kristine) down. The new boy is cool as hell, the roommate, though, not so much. Whatever, she bailed right after dinner on Saturday, so it was totally no big deal. I drove them back to the desert on Sunday, which was good because my plans were cancelled at the last minute on Sunday (as LA plans seem to be, unfortunately–I wasnt important enough). Driving out into the desert is pretty damn cool if you ask me.
Today, I sent out like 6 resumes and got one call and went on an interview, all pretty fast. The job is a directors assistant (two directors, actually, a husband/wife team) and is the interview Ive been most interested in thus far. It felt like I fit in there pretty well and they seemed to like me, but well just have to see. If they offer me a job, the determining factor would be the rate. Its in Santa Monica, happily, and Id really like to live down that way, so thatd be awesome.
I tried to buy a DVD today, but couldnt come up with anything that I wanted. Isnt that a fuckin tragedy? I just wanted to give myself a movie for working all weekend and not going out to have fun at all, but NO, Amoeba Music couldnt help me out. Weak. Okay, Sbux is closing, unfortunately, but Im trying to come back and finish out the day here so I can get back to midday e-mailers before 24 hours have gone by. Anyway, lets keep the fingers crossed, and well see what happens.
So I spent this morning doing laundry and other mundane, but important tasks. I cleaned my room, threw things away, organized some clothes, etc. Boring, huh? But, that said, I…
Today is the day. A whole month in LA. No job, no house, but Im in Santa Monica today (I can send e-mails from anywhere, really, so thats good), so…
Ive decided that it bothers me when people justify being mildly interested in things because of their heritage. Like when someone says they wanted to see a movie that features…
So I’m trying to get a producer’s assistant gig – Ive gotten a call and called back, now i just wait until the return call is completed to schedule an…
This week has flown by. Man. Wednesdays mystery interview was good. I am actually entirely qualified for the position, and its something I can see myself doing for awhile. Its…
Interview at ICM was fine, although a bit anti-climactic, since I dont think theyre going to hire an uppity, opinionated jerk whos not going to put on a tie every…
Hey there. Quick, newsy update follows: I moved into a single in the hostel (pics to follow in another update) yesterday and am no officially settling in. Its weird, but…
Oh yes. And you have to stare at my racoon eyes. This picture doesnt really do them justice, but its good enough to give you the idea of how terrifying I look. Theres a story behind this, though–ready?
Steve, operating on Kauffman-time, took 3.5 hours to get up to Santa Monica, during which time, I got engrossed in reading a book and waiting for my phone to ring. It didnt ring soon enough, and now I look like this. Fun.
In some weird way, moving here has been like crawling out of my skin. Its like a snake whose old skin had gotten too small, and it was time to…
So today has been about house hunting. Payoffs from yesterdays walkabout (I spent hours walking all over town calling every number with a listed vacancy) came in the form of…
This is just to give you an idea of where I’m staying. The hostel goes all the way up the hill (eight floors) behind the pink building in the foreground,…
Sometimes, I find myself sitting somewhere and wondering what strange tradewinds must blow east to west and north to south to bring such strange and diverse characters to this town.…
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is where I sleep. I plan to take more pictures of the hostel sometime in the near future, but I have this fun digital camera and havent posted a picture of my life in a few days. Thats unacceptable, as I want everyone to be able to imagine the way Im living. So one picture is better than none.
Hey there. So Im sitting here using my new crossover cable to move things from old computer to new computer (this is it for Netlux, I think) and Ive implemented…
So things are moving along, albeit slowly, towards some sort of resolution. Ive gotten the number of a temp agency that might be able to place me somewhere in the…