Jan 05
Ugh, now that I’ve resigned myself to knowing video isn’t what I’m on this Earth to do, I really don’t want to start class on Monday. Great, another fat turtleneck-wearing dude with white facial hair talking to me for 5 hours about how to turn on a goddamn camera. I just wish they’d cut to the chase and say “look, none of you are ever gonna get paid to do this for a living because you don’t have rich friends in California. Why do you think I’m teaching and not insanely famous, myself?” Then I could finally answer “let’s suicide bomb the TMZ offices.” But, alas, I won’t be alive for that wonderful revolution so instead I’m just gonna try not to fall asleep as I collect my financial aid.
