[Original publication date: Dec. 20, 2013] Dear Mom, I know it’s been too long since we talked.
This weekend I saw Dawn of the Planet of the Apes. I liked it. It was a good popcorn movie. It kept me entertained. It made me think about humanity. It made me think about hubris. It made me think about weaponry. But it chafed a little. Because what was the point of Malcolm, exactly?
Direct quote from me to a composer friend the other day: “I’m so fucking sick of being a fiction writer.”
After several long months of job searching (which I recorded in gifs sets here and here), I was able to land a long-term contract position with a big corporation that has several theme parks. Yay for a steady paycheck from corporate overlords!
There’s no question that I’ve been feeling crappy about one of my current part-time jobs. It’s the job that’s been keeping me secured in school since it pays for my tuition. To some people, having this type of arrangement is ideal and would not warrant any complaining since, at the end of the day, school is getting covered. But I … Read More
In the moments after, I swore that I was an ABSOLUTELY TERRIBLE PERFORMER and I WAS NEVER DOING THIS NUMBER AGAIN.
I grew up in Anaheim, so my history with Disneyland is a long and cherished one. Although I have my critiques on Disney films and television, the original theme park itself (I’ve never been to their other parks) is of theme park superior status. That’s why a lot of folks who end up working for the park often stay for … Read More
The last time I went to the Philippines to visit family was in 2004. Along with the many tourist attractions, vacation spots and family gatherings during the trip, I was also inundated with words of criticism of my life from all of my titas and titos.