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Monday, 13 December 2010

so there i was on the computer....

futzin around on the intarwubz, and i realized 'holy crap, self! when did you turn into this totally weird person?!' for starters, i don't think that 'weird' should have the negative connotations it often has. i like being me and i think i'm totally rad. you know, in a totally humble, modest kind of way.

recently, however, i have begun to realize just how different i am from how i used to be, even just a year or two ago. and this got me thinking, i should tell you about me. for those of you who know me well, this probably wont be a terribly interesting revelation, but for those who have NO idea who i am, here it is. and i'm sorry if it devolves into a silly ramble by the end, but hey, i often devolve into a silly ramble.

SO, my name is corey and i am a big nerd which i think is totally awesome and while sometimes i look like this:

more often than not, i look THIS:


yes, that mii in the bottom right corner is snape.
i am an actor and i am going to be moving to big bad l.a. in a few months with two of my best friends, and i can't wait. right now, however, i work HERE:


and i get to ride THIS to work pretty often:


and i get to look at awesome harry potter stuff all day and think about awesome harry potter stuff all day and talk about awesome harry potter stuff all day. which totally wrocks.

however, the not so awesome thing is that i have to commute from a town that is very small, and while it actually is a pretty ok little town and it's modern and we have phones and a highschool and stuff, it feels a little like this:



ever since i was very young, i had the driving need, nay, the all consuming desire to get. the hell. OUT. which i have done {university}, and now that i am living here again, i cannot wait to do....again. and i'm not knockin anybody who lives here or chooses to stay here or anything, i'm just sayin that my big city self can't be contained in this tiny little one horse town, and all that the cliche implies.

so i will work and save {which i am bad at; the saving, not the working} and i will move to l.a. where i will work and save some more and live and do and be and make art and be poor and hopefully get to do some voice acting or some commercial work. because i LOVE voice acting and i want to be the voice of 'that totally awesome character' in 'that totally awesome video game that just came out and changed my life.'

however, for me this is sort of all a means to a greater end which is to move HERE:
not necessarily london, but england. ever since i can remember, THAT'S where i wanna go. i've been there once before and it was only trip i've been on, before or since, where i haven't wanted to come home. like...ever. i felt that feeling you get when a thing is right and you know you belong. i feeling i never felt in my home town and could not even begin to comprehend before i travelled to england. i didn't even know it existed {the feeling, obviously. not england. duh} the theatre, the atmosphere, the landscape, the people, the everything is where my heart is.

now, that is not to say that i don't enjoy each day as it comes or that i will not enjoy the time i spend in l.a., because i'm sure i will. and i do not miss opportunities i have now simply to reach that end. but it is my goal, and is always at the back of my mind. my big dream, as it were.

i don't like to use capital letters unless i am trying to get my point across. i DO like non-sequitors. i have no qualms about admitting that i like television {SOME television} and while i wish i COULD shop more locally and more organically, and was doing really well in college at those things, for now they simply are not in the cards.

i am an honest person, and an amiable person, but i have very little patience for bullshit lies and poor attitudes. especially those people who complain and complain but don't try to do anything about their situation? drives me mad. also, people who can't differentiate between there, their, and they're. jesus. also, i KNOW that i sometimes forget apostrophes, and it's not because i don't know where they go, it is because i am lazy. plain and simple. i also write like i speak, hence all of the commas and the rambling sentences and the shortened words and the crazy liberal use of all caps and italics.

i will answer your question and if it is a question that you do NOT want a real answer to, your feelings would be better off if you didn't ask me. i don't believe in lying to placate unless there are some serious extenuating circumstances. the people who have been my friends for a while know this, and i like to think it's part of my charm.

i like to game, and i wish i had more than just a wii, but thank goodness the boys have a ps3. webcomics and junk are something i've come to love because it helps me remember during those times when EVERYBODY sucks, that there are people out there who are eloquent and clever and funny. i follow several. like a junkie. a big, crazy, crack junkie.

i feel that i've really come a long way since this:



she was a VERY different person. really insecure, really harsh and caustic while at the same time terribly vulnerable and impressionable. in a not great way. {same fashion sense tho, really}

however, thanks to college and having awesome freinds and family as a support structure, i have become a towering behemoth of human awesomeness:
or at least that's what they tell me. that picture was taken at a theme party by the way. we theatre freaks tend to have them as often as we can and that was me bein a punk rock greaser. like ya do.

anyway, this is getting to be a bit long, but i just wanted you all to have a context for who you're dealing with when you read these blogs. i know i like to have a face and personality to go with a writing style. also...i couldn't sleep. which is ANOTHER thing about me that you know now!
thanks bill!
i was at a christmas party tonight which was the cherry on a very good but VERY long day, and i would love to write about it AND other things tomorrow, but right now i can't really focus and i just had to do something. so basically i've been watching hank green and toby turner play assassin's creed brotherhood and writing this very slowly for the last hour. like a G.

so now, in lieu of a clever ending, i give you a little taste of an average day in the life of me! enjoy!
HEY! stop drinkin my lunch, t-REX!

cheers!
~*~

DFTBA

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