Prepare to be disappointed.
Here's a song about lamps. Just lamps.
And, as a special treat, everyone wishing for a high-quality sound recording will also be left wanting...
[big wheel keep on turnin']
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Michigan Seems Like a Dream to Me Now.
My cross-country road trip feels as if it took place in another lifetime.
I came here and just hit the ground running with work and apartment hunting and improv classes -- I only left six weeks ago, but it feels like an eternity.
There are so many mornings that, when I get on the highway, I want to just keep driving for twelve hours, if only to relive that trip. What I wouldn't give to be back on that highway through Texas, or through the sands of Arizona, or the Ozarks of Arkansas, but especially, the north woods of Michigan.
I miss Michigan.
However, now, I truly live in LA. I have an address. I have a year long lease. I am a resident.
Yay.
Yes, it's true. I now share an apartment with one other roommate (but I have my own bedroom and bathroom) and it's in the very central location of Studio City, which cuts my commute down from an hour and a half to just a half. Beautiful. Plus, someone said that Studio City was the place for twenty-somethings in LA. I don't know who said it, but someone did, and that's the key thing to remember.
This week will be crazy at work, seeing as how we go live on Wednesday.
I will be a tired Stephen for the next few weeks leading up to the finale.
And after the finale... Season Two! Or unemployment!
Yay.
Oh, life, and your wondrous self, thanks for always keeping it interesting.
Sincerely,
Stephen T. Pell (The T is for Tiberius)
[Home is wherever I'm with you]
I came here and just hit the ground running with work and apartment hunting and improv classes -- I only left six weeks ago, but it feels like an eternity.
There are so many mornings that, when I get on the highway, I want to just keep driving for twelve hours, if only to relive that trip. What I wouldn't give to be back on that highway through Texas, or through the sands of Arizona, or the Ozarks of Arkansas, but especially, the north woods of Michigan.
I miss Michigan.
However, now, I truly live in LA. I have an address. I have a year long lease. I am a resident.
Yay.
Yes, it's true. I now share an apartment with one other roommate (but I have my own bedroom and bathroom) and it's in the very central location of Studio City, which cuts my commute down from an hour and a half to just a half. Beautiful. Plus, someone said that Studio City was the place for twenty-somethings in LA. I don't know who said it, but someone did, and that's the key thing to remember.
This week will be crazy at work, seeing as how we go live on Wednesday.
I will be a tired Stephen for the next few weeks leading up to the finale.
And after the finale... Season Two! Or unemployment!
Yay.
Oh, life, and your wondrous self, thanks for always keeping it interesting.
Sincerely,
Stephen T. Pell (The T is for Tiberius)
[Home is wherever I'm with you]
Friday, January 7, 2011
Paying Rent.
Tomorrow, I get to start doing that again!
Hooray?
I'm moving into my own place in Studio City. Technically, it's not all mine, I have a roommate: Greg.
Greg's cool, though, so no worries.
Also, I have my own bathroom.
Is this the dawning of a new age for Stephen Pell, or just the dawning of the age of Aquarius?
[Let the sun shine]
Hooray?
I'm moving into my own place in Studio City. Technically, it's not all mine, I have a roommate: Greg.
Greg's cool, though, so no worries.
Also, I have my own bathroom.
Is this the dawning of a new age for Stephen Pell, or just the dawning of the age of Aquarius?
[Let the sun shine]
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