Tonight I went to see Rent (featuring the original 'Mark' and 'Roger') at the Canon Theatre with Todd, Jenn, and some co-workers. While I enjoyed it, I decided that I would have liked it more if I had seen it in the mid nineties when I was younger and full of angst. I would have been all 'Yeah Mark, don't sell your soul to the establishment just cuz you have no heat or food or necessities of life! Fight the power! Rage against the machine! Don't be a rat in a cage. (Insert your favourite grunge era lyric/band here.)
But now that I'm older and have a fondness for heat and food and the necessities of life, I kept thinking, why don't you take the sellout job so that you can fund your own independent film project and live in a proper apartment?
Sigh...what happened to me?!
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