I’m feeling very good about my new project. I’m probably going to be working 60-hour weeks (at least) through the end of December, but it’s more like an adventure than an ordeal. It seems Aniston will be with me. I’m happy with the possibility that this project will bring my annoying daydreams about entertainers to an end. There was always something thrilling about entering the space of art and entertainment, but it’s been polluted by these awful people in the industry. These little steps I’m taking now, day by day, watching Friends and blogging, are going to collapse the nebulous fantasy and from all this a coherent emotional persona will emerge. I’ll be able to see the meaning of all the pointless time I’ve wasted on entertainment. Aniston brings me the news that I am something in this sphere, but now I’m going to find out how it’s supposed to feel.

I should be sleeping, and I will be in a few minutes, but I had to get into my idea of resurrecting the Buffy Diaries as a magical project for 2021 (now that Neptune has gone direct).  Jennifer Aniston has appeared to me in a vision and inspired me to watch every episode of Friends by the end of 2021 as a way of integrating my imagination into my daily life.  What could be more normal than “Friends”, right?  I’m surprised at how many people I see wearing “Friends” t-shirts at work.  I’ve watched half of the premiere already.  I don’t have time for much, as I’ll be working 60 hours a week or more through Christmas, but it’s nice to have the spectre of Jennifer Aniston haunting me.  I just call her “Aniston” and I look forward to getting to know her throughout 2021.