I'm kind of sick of being the "creative brilliant guy" no one will hire.

Two days late but here it is nonetheless:http://sothere.com (The website is currently down for some reason but give it a day or so.)

Apparently my brain craves things that could get me in trouble. Brains are silly.

Hey livejournal. How are you? I haven't forgotten about you I promise. I just haven't been forlorn enough to post in you.

I'm going to say something that won't be popular but I have to put it somewhere and in light of recent events, I don't want to set off some of the more "sensitive" people I know.

Just because you are a cop doesn't mean you're a good person doing the right thing.

There, I've said it.

I don't want to be bitter about the entertainment business but it just keeps giving me reasons to be so...

I just don't understand life sometimes...

Sometimes it feels like the only reason some people keep me in their life is because I am useful.

Why is it when you have artistic integrity or morals that you stand by, people treat you like a leper because you'd rather be happy over rich?

Fame is for people who take advantage of people like us.