With that in mind, I'd like to offer The Hollywood Temp Diaries version of the song from RENT "Seasons of Love (525,600 minutes)."
TEMPS/CHORUS
525,600 minutes, 525,000 moments to fear.
525,600 minutes - how do you measure a Hollywood year?
In Prozac, in Temp jobs, in traffic, in job rejections.
In "pay checks," in binges, in purges, in flying telephones.
In 525,600 minutes - how do you measure a Hollywood year?
How about tears? How about tears? How about tears?
Measure the tears. A Hollywood year.
ACTRESS/SOLOIST
525,600 minutes! 525,000 resumes to send.
525,600 minutes - how long until you know it's the end?
WRITER/SOLOIST
In lies that she heard, or in faxes he sent.
In specs that he wrote, or to auditions she went.
TEMPS/CHORUS
It’s time now to check out, tho you can never leave.
Your link to Hollywood, it's a tie you can not cleave.
Remember the love! Remember the love! Remember the love!
Measure in love. Hollywood love! Hollywood love.
525,600 minutes, 525,000 moments to fear.
525,600 minutes - how do you measure a Hollywood year?
In Prozac, in Temp jobs, in traffic, in job rejections.
In "pay checks," in binges, in purges, in flying telephones.
In 525,600 minutes - how do you measure a Hollywood year?
How about tears? How about tears? How about tears?
Measure the tears. A Hollywood year.
ACTRESS/SOLOIST
525,600 minutes! 525,000 resumes to send.
525,600 minutes - how long until you know it's the end?
WRITER/SOLOIST
In lies that she heard, or in faxes he sent.
In specs that he wrote, or to auditions she went.
TEMPS/CHORUS
It’s time now to check out, tho you can never leave.
Your link to Hollywood, it's a tie you can not cleave.
Remember the love! Remember the love! Remember the love!
Measure in love. Hollywood love! Hollywood love.
Oh, and if you ask me tomorrow how much longer I plan to stay here, the answer is "Just one more year."
3 comments:
That's so awesome! Your best blog yet!
i think im about to give it up. but the best of luck to you and to everyone else out there.
"Your link to Hollywood, it's a tie you can not cleave."
That part in particular is true. I've only been out here a year, and will give it--shall we say--one year more. But I can't imagine going into the REAL real world after this. Hollywood will color you forever even if you leave.
But maybe in the real world your boss doesn't drive a Mercedes or Bentley, just like everyone else in Beverly Hills, so you don't get quite as much of a complex about yourself.
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