Tag: Working

  • Your Parents Will Never Wish You This Life

    Your post “The Magical Vulva of Opportunity” really struck a chord with me because between parents encouraging me to “go back to school and became a professional naval-gazer in a safe environment like a college campus” and the snippets I hear every day about struggling, unhappy TV writers, I’m starting to wonder if I’m setting myself for a life of disappointment.

  • The Magical Vulva of Opportunity

    I read Tina Fey’s Bossypants over the weekend, because as a lady who writes comedy it is some kind of law. They sent something to my house; it was very official. And because I’m a lady who writes comedy who also likes extra credit, I went to see Tina speak with Steve Martin last week, where […]

  • don’t worry…

    I thought I’d be a good girl this morning, and do some yoga before heading to work, as we got a later call time today. I pulled out my mat and hit mute on the television, willing to do my workout to the sound of Howard Stern. Stee’s morning ritual dictates the only sound other […]

  • Apoplex, Please!

    Hey, here’s a bad idea: watching this week’s episode of Six Feet Underif you’ve ever had anyone in your life die. Jesus Christ, that was painful. Work went late tonight. Had to cancel dinner plans. We’re officially in production now. One of the things I do miss about my pre-television life is my lunch schedule. Every […]

  • everybody’s working on the weekend.

    Having a job that pulls many hours a week at an office has given me something I haven’t had in a long time: weekends. Mmm. Weekends. Two blissful days without a commute. I had forgotten the luxury of spending the morning in bed with a cup of coffee, lazy cats, a good book (Does Lemony […]

  • Do it!

    I think it’s important to tell you that I am at the center of some freaky kind of job karma. People are landing dream jobs right and left of me, from book deals to television shows to newspaper gigs. They’re going after jobs they didn’t think they could get, and getting them. I’ve been telling […]

  • ugh.

    I lost this entry already once. Now I will rewrite in shorthand. I had a bad show last night. Here are the excuses: * I just moved. * I was moving during the rehearsals * Mom called just before the show to tell me she was going into surgery tomorrow because the dog bit her […]