So today I was pooping in the bathroom and some guy came in to pee at the urinal and then I sneezed and he didn’t say anything and I have to admit that I was a bit offended when he didn’t say “Bless you” or anything like that
Determination. It’s something that I’ve had, I have, and will continue to have. Today I was part of a cattle-call audition for about 30 theatres, and none thought I was good enough to be among their ranks in a callback situation. To those 30-odd theatres: Y’all fucked up. You’ll eventually regret not giving me a chance. One day you will say, “Well, shit. I could’ve cast that guy back in ‘14.” You missed out, guys. And now, your rejection of me makes my self-determination even stronger. It’s my move now, the ball’s in my court.
YOU KIDS THESE DAYS AND YER FANCY “SPRINTING” AND “MOTION CONTROLS”
WHEN I WAS YOUR AGE WE COULDN’T MAKE LINK RUN FASTER
NO, WE HAD TO ROLL ACROSS HYRULE FIELD TO MAKE IT TO KAKARIKO BY NIGHTFALL
BAREFOOT, IN THE SNOW, TAPPING THE A BUTTON REPEATEDLY FOR 10 MILES
AND WE WERE GRATEFUL