How an unchallenged suburban kid from WNY who grew up loving Star Trek, joined the University of Arizona marching band and enjoys ice hockey, blackjack, documentaries, non-fiction sections in bookstores, musicals, Harry Potter, discussing the philosophical contexts of Lost, the Hollywood Bowl and misses the Fairfax Farmers Market karaoke, has found that he belongs in Los Angeles.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
A few times a year
I get McDonald's for breakfast. Today was one of those times. $5. And it was worth every fucking penny as I was toiling away during my 13th hour at work. But, I'm not bitching. Was beyond superproductive today and it was almost entirely spent editing, which is the best part of the job. We're gonna have a damned good fall at L.A. Youth, provided there's still paper to print on.
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