le sigh…

i guess it’s time to put on some clothes and go to work. i’m ready to move up to the stage where this doesn’t seem like a chore.

last night, i met a guy who makes music as his passion, and is in the fashion biz for the money. that must be nice.

writing is my passion and i’m in the restaurant biz for the money. even though as a hostess, the money is a joke. it’s not as nice.

i’d like to be able to say i’m a novelist, and a screenwriter for the money. but then, there’s also a lot of other things i’d like to say about my life that i can’t…