no, not the ISP.
i was reading eto's blog
today, and i just wanted to say that i feel your pain...
i went to a creative and performing arts high school, and all of us were seriously planning to be well-established in our respective arts by the time we were graduated. i wanted to have a novel published by the time i was 18...but now it's too late. no one cares about 21 year olds. we're just your typical grown-ups now. and it's depressing.
and kind of angering, too...we weren't going
to have "real" jobs and work 9 to 5 schedules. we were artists! actors! writers! we were gonna live forever!
it's painfully sobering. depressing knowing that i'm sitting here at my damn full time secretary job typing this while four unfinished plays lie at home because i'm too tired after work to work on them. the real world wasn't made for artists. that's why we all needed to "make it" before we got thrust out into the real world.
is it too late? am i now ::shudder:: too old?