Monday, March 07, 2005
Okay. Okay. I'm going to do more of this blogging thing. I've been feeling guilty. My blog conscious are getting the best of me. Today at work, I booked Dick Cavett. Which is better than the last job I had (during my depressive non-blog existence) which I got paper cuts and lived in a constant state of existential dread. I'm a researcher and writer for a show on the History channel. I'm reading books with titles like "The Road to Terror", "The Black Hands of Beijing", and "Stalin's Hangman." So for the time being my existential angst has ebbed in favor of all encompassing weltschmerz. I want to read Judy Blume novels and eat pop rocks.
