I meant to work on the manuscript tonight.
I'm pretty fucking drunk right now.
I had an epiphany. I want to teach film.
Well, I want to study film with a specialty on Italian cinema and an Italian language and literature minor.
I figure I can either work in Italy or I can teach Italian film to overpriviliged film students at art schools. But if I teach said kids, I can be overly opinionated about film and force them to see stuff that doesnt fit the snotty definition of cinema. And I get my summers off, grants to do weird projects, and make $75-125k a year in the process.
Why the hell not.
Beats the hell out of working in a cubicle.
clix me and make me feel good
send some scribblings
december
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