Introductory Post

I created this blog for theraputic purposes, but others have encouraged me to look at this as a forum to expose my comedic nature, so we'll see what happens. Here's the skinny, kids:

After nearly a year of unemployment following graduation from film school, I finally landed a full-time position as an entertainment assistant here in Hollywood, California at the beginning of December 2008. When she told me the job was mine, I asked my new employer if I could hug her, to which she responded by opening her arms for an embrace that would seal my fate for at least a year - or until I find a way to fuck it up.

Cut to five months later. I still have my job, but the desire to hug Satan has long since faded. Between managing her son's high school soccer teams [yes, that is PLURAL] and having to hook her into exotic dance costumes she orders and has sent to the office [my guess - she doesn't want hubby to see the bill] sometimes I want to do bad things. Like sell her kidneys on the black market. Or substitute her younger son's ADHD medication with caffeine pills. These are my fantasies and god help me, I'm entitled to them.

So here we are. The Boss Lady's Bitch and you. I truly hope you'll check-in every now and again for updates or follow my feed. I promised the boss [who I will try and refer to as Boss Lady in between Satan references and name-calling] that I would stick around for at least a year, so we've got at least another six to seven months of post-worthy antics to look forward to.

Okay, back to patching in her calls while she's at her manicure appointment. Really she's just having her claws sharpened.