Not bad. Not bad at all.....

Life is good. I moved to NYC and within 3 months managed to build a new life. I live in the West Village. Rent-controlled, month-to-month apartment. Great roommate. Landed an amazing job as an Associate Editor at a new satirical news website that's going to launch early '07. I get to work in comedy. I can walk to work. I have benefits. And not just medical/dentail I'm talkin' BENEFITS. Like discounted movie tickets, gym memberships, flexible spending account, etc. It doesn't get any better than this.

I'm going to Toronto for New Year's to see Joe. I have a feeling it'll be really fucking great (pun intended) and then really fucking sad (no pun there...just really like using the "f" word). He just told me that he's missed the deadline to submit a script to Bravo Fact. They give money to short film makers. So he's going to have to raise the money himself. Which means he won't have money to come see me in NY anytime soon. Life's just goddamn getting in the way so I'm going to let go of the possibility that we'll be together anytime soon and just keep him in my life with the slight hope that'll change down the road.

Enough about me...did anyone see this article?

http://www.breitbart.com/news/2006/12/18/D8M3DS680.html

Jesus people...you think they wouldn't have found out eventually?