dancrash

Sat Aug 23
Mon Aug 11
What I discovered very quickly was that if I stayed up all night doing whatever drug it was, I couldn’t work the next day. I simply couldn’t do it. A couple of times like that and I said, “Okay, I have a choice. Do I want to work tomorrow, or do I want to stay up tonight?” I made the choice for working. For people who are strongly motivated, as clearly I am, recreational drugs are just that. It’s just recreation. It’s not the real thing. Philip Glass
Wed Aug 6

Never stop learning

Today has been interesting, and quite a learning experience. About the world, as well as about myself.

My day began by being backstabbed by the people who helped start my career. It was a shock, and I am still somewhat taken aback by how people can do such things. It sucked, but I learned a lot of things from it. I learned that I still put myself in situations that I know won’t end well for me, out of respect for others, which I need to stop doing as much. I learned that loyalty outweighs most things, since the other people involved are too loyal to the cruel person in question to do anything about it.

It also solidified what I have always believed, which is that any good endeavor in life — yes, even a business whose primary concern is with earning money — ought to be founded and operated out of kindness, respect, and an appreciation for the people around you.

The other part of my day was quite different. My grandmother has cancer that is going to kill her. I know, I know, this happens to everyone. Everyone loses a grandparent. But the thing, I’ve already lost most of my family, including my mom, to things like cancer. My grandma is pretty much my last close relative left, and she’s the last one alive who knows the things I want to know, about my mom growing up, about that whole side of the family. Oh well. Shit happens. I’ll survive, as always.

Live and learn. Be nice to people. Life is too short to be an asshole. But I suppose the events that unfolded today would imply that others disagree. Well, it’s my opinion, at least.

Fri Jun 27

I love my iPhone.

I really enjoy my iPhone. The latest example… Well, you’re looking at it. I am indeed typing this blog post on my iPhone while sitting outside the Borders at Sunset and Vine. I’m typing this quickly, too — it’s definitely comparable in speed to typing on a computer. But then again, I’m a typing maniac as it is, so perhaps this is no surprise. Oh well. Time to go enjoy the rest of my day…

Wed Jun 18

I'd probably do the same thing

  • Lally: I went to my friend tyla's house the other night
  • Lally: apparently she can't find her tarantula
  • Lally: I left so fast when she told me that
Wed Jun 11

Not tied down

I’ve lived in California most of my life, but in 7 different cities. The rest of my life has been spent in Arizona, Oregon, and Utah. The bottom line with having been rather nomadic growing up is that where I live really doesn’t matter to me.

It occurred to me today that the only reason I haven’t been looking at jobs in New York (or elsewhere) is that there are people in Southern California that rely on me to be around. I have a rather unhealthy family and am, quite literally, the only one who looks after everyone. But the truth is, if I had no responsibilities to attend to locally, I have absolutely no problem moving. In fact, it doesn’t phase me in the slightest.

I have a few friends who are currently moving around the country, and to them it is such a big deal and, often times, a very difficult process. For me, I could be packed up in a day, throw away 90% of my belongings in the process, and just leave without ever regretting it.

I’ve done it before. I know.

I never keep physical items for very long, I put very little sentimental value in anything material. I moved to Los Angeles with $600 and whatever belongings fit inside my Honda Civic. I only made one trip.

Anyways, this is a rather pointless entry. I guess I’m just realizing that I’ve been raised in such a way that I am not comfortable being in one place for too long. You can probably assume that I will be in the Los Angeles area for at least a couple more years… but I wouldn’t put too many bets on it beyond that.

Wed Jun 4

Last trip

I am currently in Santa Cruz for what will be the last time for several months. (Or years, if I had my way, but it is likely I will have to come back for something.)

And I wish it were permanent. It’s been far too long. Santa Cruz, you’re a nice place, but I despise being around you. You’re beautiful, but you have nothing good to offer me that I can’t get somewhere else.

I feel stupid for even making these visits to Santa Cruz for as long as I have been. I was supposed to be the one who left and never came back.

Never have I considered Santa Cruz to be my “home” and, in fact, I get offended when certain friends (who have lived in Santa Cruz all their lives) try to tell me that Santa Cruz will always be my home, and that other places are “just temporary stops.” Bullshit. I lived in like 8 places before I turned 18. Home to me is wherever I currently reside and feel comfortable.

That about covers it. I’ll be here for a week, and will be going back home as soon as I possibly can.

Fri May 30

Time to move on

My liver tests came back. I am just fine.

My doctor doesn’t know why they were out of whack to begin with, and I’ll be going in occasionally to keep an eye on them, but as of this moment, I have a clean bill of health. Time to stop being a hypochondriac.

This past month has been one of the most stressful of my life. I’ve learned a few things from it, though. I’m going to put this whole thing to rest, and hope to not revisit this chapter of my life for a long time.

Wed May 28

Not out of the woods quite yet

Sorry about the lack of posting. It’s been an interesting few days.

I do not have a new job yet. I interviewed yesterday at Sony Pictures Imageworks, and it seemed to go really well. More details will follow.

Prior to going into my interview, I went to the doctor and got my liver tested. I went in about six weeks ago and had some liver anomalies, and I’ve been fearing the worst ever since. My doctor’s policy with blood work is this: If there’s a big problem, they’ll call you. If there’s not a big problem, they’ll mail you the results.

It’s been a day and I’ve gotten no phone call. If another day goes by without one, I’ll start to calm down. I’ve been ignoring my phone the whole day out of fear. Let’s hope I can just put this whole thing behind me soon.

Thu May 15

Film festival awesomeness

Anyone who knows me knows that Video Productions has been my baby for a few years now. We’ve had lots of press over the years, hundreds of thousands of views, but never has there actually been a local festival dedicated to the class. Now there is, and it’s happening tomorrow.

I’ve been freaking out for the past couple weeks about it, since we totally procrastinated, and since I’m not even flying up until tomorrow morning. And yeah, I’m running the event. Whoops. But regardless, everything is coming together and it looks like it’s going to be a good event. I’m excited.