I hope you can see this, because I'm doing it as hard as I can.

I saw this today along a sidestreet near my work. I pray it stays there for a long, long time.

Oh yeah, I have a blog.

I suppose sometimes I let the notion that I don’t have anything relevant to say dissuade me from adding anything to this poor little page. Then I realize that was never the intention, the guilt melts away, and I am free to once again write things that no one cares about, that no one reads.

... Excellent.

Life is swell for little nick. I still live in LA though I spend a lot of time away from here with a girl that I’ve become increasingly fond of. Traveling throughout Arizona and a great trip to Vegas for the New Year (more importantly referred to as my birthday), my time is being very well spent in three day increments, every couple of weeks. The rest of my time is divided nicely between waiting tables and a medley of exercise, reading, drinking, sleeping and watching my Simpsons DVDs. I’m also eating a little healthier and I’ve been following the presidential primaries with child-like anticipation.

The occasional background acting has been abandoned once again though this time it has little to do with laziness or aggravation but rather a noble, working class struggle for equality. At least that is my preferred way of thinking about it when really the chances of me booking anything during the strike are slim to none and even if I did I would be forced to wade through crowds of angry picketers to get to work which I don’t get paid nearly enough to do. Strike on.

I’ll save my “best albums of ‘07” and random existential quandaries for later posts. Take care.