'Plaint of the Playwright

[ Saturday, November 10, 2001 ]

Complaint about something that just occured to me.

Diatribe leading from complaint.

Verbose explaination of my feelings.

One of the above will contain a mispelled word that I won't catch in the first draft.

Quote that only I really find funny or understand.

Subtle plug for one of my own shows.

Abrupt ending.

posted by Rob Matsushita on 10:17 AM | link

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[ Friday, November 09, 2001 ]

I gotta call my mom.

posted by Rob Matsushita on 4:22 PM | link

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[ Thursday, November 08, 2001 ]

I am a thirty year old married man.

I have been married for a little over a year.

I work in a bank.

I have written and directed five plays for Broom Street Theater.

I live in Wisconsin.

I grew up in New Jersey.

My father is Japanese American.

My mother is Italian American.

I have certain political beliefs.

I have not voted as often as I would like to.

I am a heterosexual male.

I have had three girlfriends prior to my wife.

I have had sex with four women prior to my wife.

I have an Associate's Degree in Television Production.

I have a Bachelor's Degree in Communication Arts.

I have acted in more local productions than I am willing to count.

I know all the words to "My Mother The Car."

I cannot define myself.

posted by Rob Matsushita on 4:03 PM | link

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[ Wednesday, November 07, 2001 ]

Just when I thought I had nothing to say, I just found out that someone I've never met is linking to me.

Pathetic as it may seem, this made me unneccessarily happy.

I've been oddly depressed lately, and had a bit of a downward spiral yesterday. I started feeling as if marrying my wife was the only right decision I've made.

I've been stuck in this mode of thought that I'm supposed to be doing something else--as opposed to being a bank teller. I guess I just want to write professionally, and I've been sorely lacking the time and energy to do it.

I dunno--anyway, after I got a warm fuzzy email from my wife about it, I I felt better.

Anyway, thanks, honey--and thank you, "Spazpacket," if that is indeed your real name. (Okay, okay, I know it's "Liz.")

Hey, those who read this: Link to me. I like the attention.

posted by Rob Matsushita on 1:06 PM | link

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[ Tuesday, November 06, 2001 ]

My last couple of posts have been kind of verbose--leading me into what Chuck Palahniuk calls a "shame spiral," but for writing.

Basically, this mean that because I've been really flatulent with my prose lately, I feel the need to only post if it can be, like three pages long--which is quite long, for a post--leading to me not posting for days.

At any rate (how about 20 percent?), the point of this is that for the next few days, I'm gonna post everyday.

Just random thoughts, quotes, or links.

Today's:

Recently, they've been finding small traces of anthrax in all sorts of government buildings.

Are they there because of terrorism, or because we never bothered to check for it before?

posted by Rob Matsushita on 2:23 PM | link

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