Words to live by...

Will: What do I wanna way outta here for? I'm gonna live here the rest of my fuckin' life. We'll be neighbors, have little kids, take 'em to Little League up at Foley Field.

Chuckie: Look, you're my best friend, so don't take this the wrong way but, in 20 years if you're still livin' here, comin' over to my house, watchin' the Patriots games, workin' construction, I'll fuckin' kill ya. That's not a threat, that's a fact, I'll fuckin' kill ya.

Will: What the fuck you talkin' about?

Chuckie: You got somethin' none of us have...

Will: Oh, come on! What? Why is it always this? I mean, I fuckin' owe it to myself to do this or that. What if I don't want to?

Chuckie: No. No, no no no. Fuck you, you don't owe it to yourself man, you owe it to me. Cuz tomorrow I'm gonna wake up and I'll be 50, and I'll still be doin' this shit. And that's all right. That's fine. I mean, you're sittin' on a winnin' lottery ticket.

And you're too much of a pussy to cash it in, and that's bullshit. 'Cause I'd do fuckin' anything to have what you got. So would any of these fuckin' guys. It'd be an insult to us if you're still here in 20 years. Hangin' around here is a fuckin' waste of your time.

Good Will Hunting

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Stop the car and let me out
I've got a bad case, I can't stay here right now
Condition; my small town, Prognosis; let's get out
What's left except interstates and out-of-town plates

I'm more than all the cell phone towers
I'm more than all these warning baring streets
I'm more than all these small town skylines
More than they thought I'd turn out to be

Let me get this off my chest
Every bad idea I've had is starting to make sense
Feel emotionless, becoming powerless
What's left except making lists and late night double shifts

It's always I want more and what I wish for
It's the never-ending cycle of always being bored
Finding an antidote for the underdog
And an anthem for the idling side

I'm more than all the cell phone towers
I'm more than all these warning baring streets
I'm more than all these small town skylines
More than they thought I'd turn out to be

"Antidote for the Underdog" - Less Than Jake

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I got a new job. It's not the best job in the universe - but it pays a lot better and will be infinitely less of a hassle than my current employer. Basically, I'm a customer service rep for Apple - so if you've got problems with your iPhone, I'm the guy you call. I put in my two weeks notice at the theater - thank God. I couldn't take it much longer. I start the new job Dec. 2nd. It's a full-time gig, which is a change for me - but not too drastic. I'll be going from roughly 30 hours a week to 40, and I'll still be doing freelance writing during the daytime.

Speaking of freelancing, I've got a lot going on. I'll have a "Frost/Nixon" review up over at Moviehole within a week or so, then I'm working on a Christmas feature - followed by probably the biggest story I've done to date. The broadway musical, Rent, is coming to Charlotte with some of the production's original performers (Anthony Rapp and Adam Pascal).

Basically, I'm doing this assignment to score press seats for Jess, as she (like most girls) seems to love Rent (for purposes that boggle the minds of men). It's going to be cool to (hopefully) interview two genuine stars of stage and screen.

The whole car accident situation is beginning to resolve itself. A two truck came and hauled my beat-up Pontiac away to the body shop, and now I'm cruising around in style - and by 'style' I mean a Ford Focus. It's pretty lame and drive likes a Big Wheel, but it'll do until my car gets out of the shop.

I'm going to go completely off topic here for a little rant of sorts. I haven't read Stephenie Meyer's books, but I'm completely confused here. So Twilight is about vampires, right? OK, but these vampires don't have fangs, they eat garlic, wear crosses, walk freely in daylight and some of them eat animals to survive. On top of that, they have super strength.

Hey, I'm all for evolving character archetypes and breaking new ground - but what is the point in calling a vampire a vampire if it's really only a super hero with certain dietary disciplines. I'm sure Meyer's books are great for what they are, genuine female wish fulfillment, but honestly - after only watching a few minutes of the film adaptation, I prayed that a REAL vampire would come out of the shadows and sink its jagged teeth into my flesh and take away the pain.

This is vampire mythos for the Hot Topic generation, a watered-down teen romance that actually doesn't have anything to do with vampires. Meh.

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Now it's time for something that doesn't suck: