And So

...apparently this is what I'll be all about for the next few months. Here's hoping it's bearable. Doable? Whatever.

"I wanna get some and my dress needs to scream that!"

I'm actually just really bored and for some reason there's a lot of Katy Perry in my head. Oh well, I've had worse days. That week of Ke$ha was hell.

THIS MADE MY MONTH

You need to have faith that all the shake ups going on around you and unsettling you are actually happening for a very good reason. Imagine that there is a benign force which is on your side and you're waking up to it now and over the next few weeks and months and years.

I thought, “Oh, this is not good.”

Yeah, I’ve read elsewhere that if it’s not fun for you, you’re not going to be doing it. 
Why would you? 
Have you ever abandoned a work because it ended up not being fun? 
No. Never. 
That’s great. So you really make sure before you get down to the meat of it. 
Totally. Completely. I don’t understand how you can do it any other way. 

Yes Sir!

"Yeah. It’s Vegas here. It’s a gambler’s town. You come here and the odds are overwhelmingly against you, but you do it anyway. And you know what? I really think that—and I’ve said this before—but I think that LA forces you to become the person you really are. I don’t think LA is a place where you’re allowed to reinvent yourself. It absolutely isn’t. There’s an isolating quality to a life lived out here. I don’t care how many friends you have. I don’t care if you have a relationship. Whatever. It’s just an isolating city. You’re alone a lot. And I think it forces you to become the person you really are. It doesn’t allow you to hide. I think New York is a much easier place to kind of reinvent yourself. In LA, over time, the real person you are ultimately comes out, or else people can’t deal with that and they flee before it happens."

A Secret That's Too Sweet To Keep