As it turns out, I'm a writer. Some people are puppeteers, some people are fishermen, and I'm a writer. I don't know why it took so long for me to figure this out. I sort of always saw writing as a means to an end - wanna make a movie, gotta write it first, etc. Then at some point yesterday, I finally twigged to the fact that writing is the only common element of every single thing I love doing. It's why I scribble out pompous reviews of every single movie I see. It's why I don't ultimately care if subculture turns out to be a feature film or an (admittedly gorgeously drawn and rendered) undeground comic book. It's why I write a blog that is, as I have explained many times, for absolutely nobody's purposes other than my own. Even the podcasting is like writing in real time, writing as an improv variety show. It all comes back to the words. I love words. I have always loved words. I only dislike one word (crotch) but I fundamentally love about a zillion (right now it's serenity, Bellerophon, tweeter, and gorgonzola). I think I'm a good writer but not a great writer, and maybe someday I'll be a better writer or a worse writer, but I'll tell you one damn thing: I will be doing this, and probably nothing else with such exclusivity, for the rest of my life.

Boy, sometimes life just smacks you in the face with the big ol' "you're a pampered little dumbass with his head wayyyyyyyy too far up his ass" obviousness, huh.