Well, I didn't just lose the Oscar bet....I lost so badly that chipmunks holding pencils in their mouths had better results than I did. Of course...Cate cheated...but I would have lost anyway. I lost to chipmunks. And the orangutans of the world are doing nothing but pointing and laughing at my dismal outcome.
It's a sign of my times. I've known for a long time that Hollywood was done with me, so the inability to predict the Oscars just seems another in a long list of reasons to dismiss my childhood fantasy of living in Hollywood. So, here I sit at the proverbial bus station with my bags packed, wondering which bus I should get on. In the background, I can hear LA cackling at me - and saying that everyone comes to LA with a dream and leaves with a disillusion.
I'm not sad or even disappointed - just not sure where to go. School, work, family - 2 out of 3 I could leave in the space of a breath. I'm dating a nice guy but I don't even have the energy to worry about whether or not he should be part of the decision. Right now, I just want the Universe to hand me a pre-paid bus ticket. I don't care if it says Buffalo or Duluth - just to have direction would be an answer to prayers.
So, I continue to bide my time....and, thanks to Hollywood's anti-karma where I'm concerned, I will soon be posting yet another embarrassing story brought to you by the makers of television...because y'all had great ideas and I'll soon pay back that bet. I just wish the orangutans and chipmunks would be less smug about it all...
And then I'll get on the bus to Somewhere and start....something.
2 comments:
Don't feel bad about not knowing the Oscars. It just proves you have better things in your life.
I am so with you on the wishing for some clear Heavenly direction.
When I think of wandering and a bus, I think of Into the Wild. Please don't die of starvation or whatever.
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