Friday, June 17, 2005

OVERDUE OVERTURE

geez. since I have already forgotten, remind me who i am. when you see me like walking in a mall or something, do not hesitate to slap me on my back and tell me: "hey! you're *my name*! you were such an ass."

in the first place, working for this network has deboned me of my essence. we all know how dandy fish fillet is or tenderloin steak is (as opposed to porterhouse) but filleted charlie?

the backbone of my existence is glamoure.

and how does work deglamourize moi? let's start with the obvious. for one thing, working for television production sucks your schedule into a vacuum of tar. there's simply no time to do anything else besides work. and one could not afford to slack because unfinished work would translate to dead air. (oops, network jargon here. dead air is when you see black even if the TV is on.) no matter how gago anyone could be, no one wants to be cause to dead air.

another is that the term measely was invented to describe such quantity four times my salary. this is not a hyperbole but a realization. do i need to elaborate on this?

and not only do i lose time for activities, and not only do i lose the means to afford myself but I also lose time for non-activity. sleeping has become a privelege and non-sleep translates to eyebags, dark circles around my eyes and pimples. i am simply being robbed of my natural beauty.

now, i hadn't really realized that i've been working for five months, that i haven't been the gallivanting animal i was originally bred and engineered to be, 'till my friend cokelover brought it up. egh. so now, i am very happy to anounce that this sunday will be my last episode. showbusiness is simply not for me. it is so beneath me.

posted by carl @ 1:02 AM 1 comments