Musings on movies, TV, comedy, photography, and living with boobs and without spatial/motor/social skills in America.
Most importantly, I’m no longer in Des Moines!
Because one of those things isn’t going to work out and I’m going to be so fucked and I’m having a panic attack right now.
So, I’m listening to Kelly Clarkson while I salvage this thing because she makes me feel like a Strong Female Protagonist and I accidentally played a whole album instead of just “Stronger” and “Since U Been Gone.”
I just feel like I should let you know that there’s a song called “Einstein” and the chorus is pretty much just the line “Dumb plus dumb equals you" repeated over and over.
Am I blowing the Script Fest because of this sudden terrible depression, or am I suddenly terribly depressed because I’m completely shitting the bed vis a vis the Script Fest?
Oh right, it’s both. It’s always both.