This week went downhill so fast. Everything was peachy, but I jinxed it when I thought, “gosh, my life is getting so nice and easy and laidback.” You know that big whopping check I got? The bank’s with-holding it for some strange reason they won’t explain. Now I’m mad as heck because my friend Simon really needs that money and now he can’t cash the check I sent him to pay him for the work he did. That Selby guy is making me look like an idiot and I *hate* that. I’m really really mad and I feel like hitting something.
First the lies, now bouncing checks. Faaabulous. I really wish I could just hide away on an island and never grow up. Life gets too complicated. It’d be so much easier if everyone just did what they said they were going to do when they said they’d do it. The world would be a much happier place if we were all just a little more considerate and happy and kind. Yeah.
I’m up to page 58 on my screenplay, woohoo! But then the mail came and now I’m too mad to write. I think I’ll go watch Cirque du Soleil for a while. I recorded one of their shows on Bravo last night, maybe they’ll help calm me down.