So I just read this article about these four female screenwriters in Hollywood who hang out together and are all Sex-and-the-City about it. They’re successful and pretty and they drink a lot and isn’t it all so grand! And I’m violently jealous. Not that I want to live in LA (at all) or even necessarily want to write movies (though the idea is pretty appealing if I think about it) but it’s just that they are doing what they want to do and making money from it and I want that. I am a receptionist, one rejection letter in (Yale, in case you forgot) and awaiting more, with basically no end in sight. Not only am I jealous of “The Fempire” (barf) but I’m also jealous of anybody close to my age who has found success with a job that they enjoy (i.e. the boyfriend). I realize I am using too many parenthesis in this post but you know what I DON’T CARE, I’M FEELING VERY PARENTHETICAL TODAY. In summary, I would very much like to be a successful writer. Any agents/producers/publishers out there in the blogosphere? Helloooo? Want to publish my shit? Give me a call. My phone number is JUST KIDDING! THIS IS THE INTERNET, DO YOU THINK I’M STUPID? I WOULD NEVER POST MY PHONE NUMBER HERE, GOSH!
Anyway, enough of that.
Down to business.
DRUNK MOVIE REVIEWS: SIX FEET UNDER EDITION
Me: I love this show.
Billy: Brenda had a miscarriage?!
Me: It’s just TV.
Billy: We’re never having sex again.