Yesterday I maniacally searched through the contents of my bedroom. I don't know what I was looking for, but I found old essays, e-mails, and short stories. It was a real walk down memory lane. Today I've been cleaning out my computer. I came across a quote I liked:

"There are three principal ways to lose money: wine, women, and engineers. While the first two are more pleasant, the third is by far the more certain."

-- Baron Rothschild, ca. 1800

I had a looong conversation with one of my old bosses tonight. I was trying to explain to him my feeling of being non-functional, when I have trouble getting things done. It only started a few years ago, but I feel it increasing lately with my strange obsessions. I don't return phone calls for long past the time of excuses; I don't apply job jobs when they are available; I don't do certain things that I need to. I did get some stuff done today. I mage an appointment to meet with a film producer next Friday (and I have to go see his latest film before I meet with him). I can't remember the last time I went to a movie by myself. Oh wait, I do remember once during finals my freshman year of college...

My only items left on my list are writing a letter I've been putting off for months and sending my resume to a guy I know who owns a placement company.

[If I may make a confession, just between you and me, I am thinking about pursuing acting. Ok, there, I said it.]

An old photo of me taken in my first apartment --->

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