I'm Not Dead, Just Working

--which is a good thing. It seems everyone I know who moved out here after me has had problems finding employment. (Especially employment relating to their field of study)

I'm glad, privileged, JOYOUS that I have a steady job that pays well--very well, in that I get overtime and double-time occasionally. It's a great company to work for and I'm growing a lot.

This weekend I've got some plans to hang with friends on Super Bowl Sunday, not to watch the game--more to hang out and watch the commercials--after all, three spots will have been personally QC'd by me (not that I was the only one doing it, might you)

Anyway, what else? Well, life limps along at subsonic speeds. I am still living in California, and loving the wonderful spring weather. :) I know, winter is like already over, and I'm totally fine with that.

I'm going to be taking my trip to Yosemite that I won on the Price Is Right in April, I've had the dates confirmed--now I just need to find someone to go with me...

Anyway, just wanted to give everyone a heads up that I'm still here, would love to hear from you.

CRASH!

I've been up since 4:30, when I was awoken by the sound of a woman screaming.

"Help, help us, somebody help!"

It was one of the most scary things I've ever heard. I jumped out of bed and ran to my window, opening it, trying to assess if it was safe to go investigate. My worst fear was that this woman was being attacked, or raped.

It was a car wreck. My roomate and I both ran out as his girlfriend dialed 911. "Grab the first aid kit", Joe reminded me. I ran out, and the pictures tell the tale. An SUV had hit a parked car flipped, and the passengers were trying to crawl out. Other men had gotten out just before and got the first woman pulled out. Coolant was on the ground, and radio music poured from the speakers.

I did not smell gas, thank God. I held the driver door open as a man who'd climbed up on top of the vehicle pulled the the four occupants out, one by one. I told the man on top to reach in and turn off the ignition and I turned off the headlights. Like I said, I didn't smell gas, but I didn't want to find out the hard way.

No one was badly injured. The driver had a cut on the bridge of his nose, and had blood in his mouth. I put on my latex gloves and wiped his blood off with gauze, then used alcohol to sterilize the cut that was visible. I wasn't sure what to do for the inside of his mouth. (He'd probably bitten down on his cheek or tongue when he impacted.) By that time, the fire department and the police showed up, and they took over. I was glad to have helped, and one officer even told me thanks for my help.

I don't really feel like I did anything major, but just having someone care for you in an incident like that probably was helpful in keeping him calm. I made him sit down while I cleaned him up.

Anyway, it's weird to think that my whole building ran out to help. Northridge hit Southern California at the same time of morning--I can only imagine what that must be like after an experience like this.

Very Good Mortified Audition

Hey everyone,

Just wanted to flash a quick update saying that my Mortified audition on Sunday went really well. They said that they want me to come back again so we can get more in depth into my materials and really uncover the story that they want. They really liked the entries where I discuss my rivalry with Peter W, a friend who I was insanely jealous of--so that might get used.

I am really excited. They want me to attend the February show--on the guest list, mind you, to see what they are all about. I'm really hoping I get to perform in one of the shows.

Anyway, it's time to head off to start the work-week. Best wishes to you all!

Mortified Audition

This Sunday, I'll be heading down to Koreatown to audition (really more of an interview, though) for "Mortified".

Mortified is "a Comic Excavation of Adolescent Writing, Art & Media"

I'll be bringing my journals, videos, blogs, school papers and report cards down to the interview, and we'll spend 45 minutes talking, reading and sharing.  If they see a story, if I'm what they're looking for, I could find myself performing my adolescent works before a live audience, or maybe even make it into their next book!

I'm really excited--this fall I had been reading my journals at Crimson Spot, the Baha'i Center's Sunday open mic night, and they were very very well received.  People actually asked for more--that's always a good sign.

So we'll see how it goes, I'll be sure to let you know.

On a side note, I feel bad because I've been blogging more lately, and I've not been writing in my journal.  There is never enough time in the day. Darn it.

New Things, New Year

So I splurged and purchase and 120GB iPod Classic.  Sue me.

My old iPod video had been dropped (one too many times, I'm sure) and it's screen had cracked.  I ordered a new screen, but I think in doing my home repair I cracked the logic board--this is a 100 dollar part.  So I said, eh, just go for it, get a nice new one.

So I used the money my grandma gave me for christmas to purchase my iPod Classic--which I love.

I'm writing this on my lunchbreak at work, which I've found to be valuable time for blogging, writing my my journal, and more.

The new year has begun, and though I put on a pound or two over the holidays, I'm back to the gym everyday after work.  Burn, baby, burn!

The fact of the matter is that this year is going to be great.  I can feel it--I'm working towards so many good things, and I think in the end, the payout will be great.

Anyway, just wanted to give you all a quick update from beautiful, sunny Southern California.