We all have one year to live. Make it a good one people.

So, if the Mayans, or the Incans, or whoever, have it right I've got less than a year to win an Oscar, marry Ryan Gosling, and have two really good looking children. Go big or go home people.

Since I evidently missed the memo about writing reflective Facebook statuses about 2011, and considering the amount of stuff that's happened in 2011, I decided to blog about it instead.

When I look back on it, I guarantee that this will be the year that I consider to have "become a grownup." If you had told me when I was standing in Trafalgar Square a year ago that by this point, TCU will have won the Rose Bowl, I would have found a job, moved to LA, and worked on a major motion picture, I probably would've asked you what you were smoking.  But amazingly enough it happened.  And if you had added in the tidbit about Ryan Kwanten, I probably would've taken you to the mental institution myself.  I now pay MOST of my own bills, live in a TINY (yet stylish) apartment, and managed to adapt to living 1400 miles away from everything I know rather smoothly.  Sometimes I still don't understand how I haven't called up my mommy telling her that I want to come home.  It's bound to happen, but the fact that is hasn't yet is somewhat encouraging.  I go back Monday and when I do, I'm going to help create an actual movie, I'm going to learn how to do what I plan to do for the rest of my life.  All I have to say is if 2012 is anything like the past 3 months have been, I'm in for one hell of a ride.

Peace, love and frogs everyone.

My Boss Is Better Than Your Boss.

For those of you who don't follow me on Twitter/Facebook/know me, my boss got me and his assistant editor Kindles for Christmas...not to mention a box of See's Chocolates.  Needless to say, I'm making him a plaque that says "Best Gift Giver Ever."

I don't remember how long its been since I updated, but according to blogspot it's been since November 15.  During that time I have celebrated Thanksgiving with waffles, watched the Muppets, logged about 300+ hours at work, wrapped my first feature film and met Ryan Kwanten.  Saying that my life is good would be an understatement.

I am getting on a plane in about 42 hours and in about 48 I will be home, after a ride in the SuperShuttle and a layover in Phoenix.  My to-do list is growing, especially since my boss's gift giving nature was unveiled.  And I need to clean, pack, and make sure that my fish isn't going to bite it while I'm gone.  While Rufio, yes he's named after the kid with the mohawk, is a resilient little bugger, I'm not 100% sure any fish could manage himself for a week and a half sans human contact.  I saw these tablets at Petco when I got him that said they could feed a fish for a week.  Procuring those are also on my to-do list, as is cleaning his bowl.

Now I'm off to Beverly Hills for an errand, and yes, I feel pretty damn cool being able to say that.

Eat your heart out True Blood fanatics.