All right, so I've decided to get over myself and simply right this spec. Well, not so simply. It's more like I've dragged my feet long enough and I have the time. My main problem was taking the basic concept but changing variations of the story, like locale, character exchanges, and varying scenarios telling the same thing. I kept thinking it should be better, the story could move quicker, and just have a stronger script. It was a very self-defeating move because NOTHING was ever good enough. Now, I'm trying to force myself into making the story I need to make without chucking every three lines.

It'll definitely make for a bigger body of work.

And since I doubt I'll ever write for the show I'm basing my spec on, I might as well make this work so I can move onto another project. Move forward should be the theme of this week. Hell, the theme of this year for all I care.

I have new digs. Well, four walls and a bathroom AND kitchen. Before it was just four walls and bathroom. This is a step in the right direction. Hopefully goal is to actually eat real food nowadays cause I've been going down hard and fast. My eating habits have gone to pot and I know it. This new apartment should hopefully lead to a better way of life.

Five months here now. Well four. But only if you really count since I got here in January but it's May and I'm still here. Go me! On this note, I've said many times before that I'd love to relocate to the NorthWest Coast like Vancouver but I'm not Canadian so that may hurt my chances. In the next year, if I make the right connections, I can move forward once again and find a way to relocate for another year. And then, I settle. This is with the goal of finding the right place to live for good (*fingers crossed*) and make it my home. I had a short list and I've been to almost every place I've wanted to visit except for London. And Vancouver. Two cities are all I have left. Not bad, considering the list.

Anyway, one of my cousins (one of MANY) is getting married. This one was always considered the Rebel out of our family but the fact that he's getting married has me FLOORED. Maybe we are getting old.....you never see it coming until it broadsides you like in a black, fully-accessorized silver-rimmed Escalade. What? It seems to be the thing here.....who knew cars were more than four wheels, body, and an engine. I really didn't.

NO more jabbering from me. But I'm hoping that I can start pushing the writing thing and the blogging thing here (no my LJ account doesn't count) so that I can keep my thoughts flowing so they don't gum up the works so to speak.

Hello 2007, you never looked as terrifying as you do now.