Once upon a time, I had a Tour Boyfriend. We were together for 5 days. It got complicated because it was supposed to be 6 days and I got robbed. But those 5 days? Those days were magical.
He was The Help. That’s who I fall for. The techs, the managers, the merch guys. But he was also hilarious and susceptible to my bendy-girl ways. Two drinks to the wind and giggling and he has his own band, anyway. We were close. I was overdramatic. I sent a postcard to Texas and missed the “we shouldn’t be doing this” cloak of relationships. I pressed some of his lyrics into canvas and he did his best to do the right thing by the girl who was the calm before the storm that was me.
Some of the most eloquent interviewees I’ve ever had the chance to speak with had a work ethic in common: That thing you do? Do it every day.
Sometimes we don’t feel very creative, or inspired. Sometimes we think tiny moments aren’t worth our reflection, or our sentences. But the mundane has to be recorded, too, and hopefully it can be done in novel ways.
Practice is still practice, whether you outshine everyone or just realize the best words, the best phrases are on hold ‘til you get enough sleep or have that conversation or hear a song that makes you feel all the feels.
So I’m gonna try to give you my every day.
Today’s every day is: I’m very wary about putting my face on so many work-related things. As a voice, I feel strong. As a face? Well, I’ve already done that on a smaller scale, and it’s no walk in the park. I know I’ve got personality. I know I’m stoked on scripting things. But I also know I’m no spring chicken and I already spent way too much of my life scrutinizing my looks, my body.
So, I’m going to do this aspect of my job in a vacuum. I’ll write. I’ll perform. I’ll wake up early to do my own hair and makeup. But I don’t want to be in on the edits. I don’t want to read the comments.
Jeff Goldblum is on TV, he just said: “I brushed my hair myself.”
look im not making any promises but the next time someone uses the phrase “sunday funday” without considering a semi-intelligent alternative i might punch someone in the face
my roommate and best friend told me “you’re going to die alone in your bed”
I get the tough love but it’s not helping me at all. at. all.
With Taco Bell and your favorite song playing? Because then OK
I checked my voicemail for the first time in months and two messages were like YO SOMEONE IS IN CANADA BUYING SHIT WITH YOUR CREDIT CARD but it was totally me so that’s cool.
One was like hey that doctor’s appointment you scheduled a year ago? It’s tomorrow! You picked a really early time, so have fun with that!
Been listening to The Weeks’ Gutter Gaunt Gangster album
Been doing all the yoga. Working up to every day.
Trying to spend an hour or more a day ~solidly~ listening to soundcloud and spotify and YouTube and random blogs
I’m just trying to absorb everything
Collect collect collect, DISPLAY
I feel like things are going in the right direction.
She said: Drop and give me 10.
10 things you want out of life. 10 things you want out of a partner.
10x10x10x10 times pristine lists that you wanna shred to their most delicate bits.
Captions and habits and hours and shuffling of seemingly inconsequential phases of life.
In a person I asked for:
-Curiosity / youthfulness
In life I asked for:
-To have stories to tell
-To have meaningful relationships/friendships