January 31

Got stuck in a wikipedia chain and lost quite a bit of time. Did you know that Oswald Mosley was the worst Briton of the last 100 years, Berlioz's "Symphonie Fantastique" was based on tripping on opium, and that javascript is officially a thing? You do now!

Website should be up tomorrow.

January 30

This project is becoming increasingly difficult, because I'm having trouble distinguishing what's to be defined as a mistake. Case in point: I was 45 minutes late for work because I wanted to get a really dumb, really large burger with my girlfriend. So, mistake; although, a wanted, desired mistake. So, not mistake?

Moving on. Had a really dumb, really large burger with my girlfriend. There was bacon on the burger, and I tried it, with the bacon, for who am I to challenge the short-order? Bacon is still disgusting and I don't understand the appeal.

January 26

Left my keys at home, in a rush to go to an interview.

At said interview, in a lull in conversation:

Me: Y'know, when I've been thinking about your project, it feels like it should be dark, and gritty, but real, almost like there's no hope. So that when something actually goes the main character's way, it makes his triumph so much more beautiful and impactful.

Director: ...Yeah, right, no, not at all.

I don't expect a call back.

January 13-18

Traveling holidays are a fantastic opportunity to make mistakes:

• Chatted for an entire plane ride with a woman I had no interest in talking to. Highlights include expatriating to India, eating one's own placenta after childbirth to regain nutrients.
• Tried to purchase food from a diner that didn't take AmEx. This happened quite a lot, actually.
• Drank heavily and had a teary conversation with Mom. Reaffirmed the relationship, though (justification).
• Let my dissatisfaction for the "free, Lansing, Michigan-area boat show" show. While this wasn't a mistake (who gives a good goddamn about a boat), I definitely let my Dad down. His is a world full of boats and I think it pains him that I couldn't care about a pontoon boat. His twinkle is not mine, and I am 24 and I am learning this now.
• Returned to Muncie. Smoked a pack of cigarettes.
• Mary Popplewell said I over-portioned my half-priced salad at Olive Garden. I contend that she works at Olive Garden.
• Missed my flight back to New York, via Chicago. JetBlue constantly surprises, however, and gave me a new flight. Just for free. No problems.

January 10

Forgot to write down the address of the Cafe where I met a director about a shooting gig. Not having a phone has me all out of sorts.

Actually, rare pat on the back for this blog--no mistakes during the actual interview. I presented myself well. I did say that I wouldn't work for the rate that she had offered, but that was no mistake. At least, not now. Perhaps in the long run. At any rate, you'll find out soon enough.

Stayed up entirely too late for having to get up early in the morning. Unsurprising.

**January 30th update: Didn't get the job. Best of luck on her project, though. It was a pretty good script.

January 9

Holidays, end. I'm noticing a pattern.

January 7

Showed up late to a friend's birthday party after debating whether or not to go.

Fell asleep on the train ride back. Awoke to gashed pockets and no wallet/phone. Had mild panic attack on the train platform. Annoyed a homeless man.

January 5

I didn't realize I had made a mistake until the day after, but a mistake was nonetheless made. After applying for a bunch of jobs, and creating a database for tracking said applied-for jobs, I decided that there was nothing else to do. I proceeded to play video games for 5-6 hours. The rationalization being, if I beat this game, I can sell it for ca$h, ergo sum PROFIT.

Thinking on it now, that really makes no sense. First, work never stops; there's always work to be done. I should've been working on editing these pieces that need to be done early/mid Feb or tidying my workspace or putting some AC love on my camera gear. There's really no call for stopping work around 3p, unless it's a holiday, or you're scheduled to the dentist or optometrist.

Second, I bought the game for market price, and I'll probably sell it for market or less. Just because I had the money before that I didn't have now doesn't make it profit.

That being said: it's startlingly easy to make no mistakes if you don't leave the house.

January 4

Watched 3 movies instead of 1. Put me quite behind on a few projects. I can't even recall the first one, which is troublesome.

Didn't get a job. It was unspoken, but I reason this is because I was unsure which job from Mandy the producer was referring to off the top of my head, and I don't live in Boston. The latter of this is not a mistake.

*edit: 1-8; the first movie was The Rock, and it was more explosion-y than I remember The Rock being. What was the deal with the Ferrari chase scene at the beginning? What is the deal with Nic Cage's incredibly stubborn Latino girlfriend? The Rock.. hm.

January 2

Created this blog one day late.

Did not replace the chips that I finished off last night. They weren't mine. They were my roommate's.

*Didn't change the font before posting

January 1

Awoke from a terrible late night drunk four hours late for work. Decided to not go in and call later.

Picked up a "redemption shift" later on in the evening, completely unaware that an artist I didn't really care for was the headlining act. Felt numb. Spoke very honestly, too much.

Ordered a shot and a beer at a bar and was informed they were closing.

Ate chips before bed.