dam its been a while
Studio is going surprisingly well.
Elin used to hate me, now ive somehow been promoted to, well, not hated. thank christ. maybe ill get thru this year ok.
Tv production on the other hand is another matter. I wrote a script, which was unfilmable. Andy wrote a brief breakdown, i wrote that script, he hated it, because all soldiers are apparently brainless alcoholics who dont have any emotions and all appear to look like Arnie. He also didnt like the amount of dialogue. So, what he wanted was two 1 dimensional republican wet dreams sitting in a room not talking to each other. For a man who didnt want me to write a comedy, this seems a little hypocritical.
Then he went home, to gether the all important props. But when filming day turned up (he sugested we film on the last day to have the camera, cos by then he would provide said props) he was not there. I rang him
"where are ya?"
"windborne?"
"is that near aber?"
"no, its home'
"When will you get here?"
"tomorrow"
Filming had to happen that day, with said props.
"Andy your a cunt"
A mad dash around town, £35 and a script re write later, we finally patched up the ship that Andy raped. Then when we finished realised all the sound was fucked. We fucked up, but considering the uni themselves didnt know how to work the camera, and we where a man down (grrr) i feel we where fucked in the bottom.
So we have to shoot the whole thing again. Which makes me want to cry. Which is nice, because I havent had a cry in a while, and apparently its only second to sex in emotional excersize stakes, and theres precious little of that going on.
Onto sex, my ex girlfriend is a life sapping soulless beast whose repeat attempts to tell me im an idiot dont cease. Apparently its my fault she repeatedly rang me (within a month of breaking up) to tell me shes been fucking anyone with a penis, and then using her new bloke (who she cheated on later btw) as some kind of "look at me!", and then told me I was an asshole (in a nice way apparently...) and ridiculed me because it took me a while to get over our 4 and a half year relationship.
Her reason for all this? She says I ended it, which is kind of true. But not really, its like saying a guy with a wooden foot still has a foot. But it isnt really a foot, its a wooden foot. I asked her for some time to mull things because we wherent getting on at all. Arguing, over silly things we never did before. She said no, and tried to turn it around as to why i was an asshole, so i ended it. In my eyes, didnt seem like i had a choice. but i still loved her, and it took me, A LOOOONG time to get over it.
We had a looong argument over text. the kind of thing where u both want the last word, and u both say at the end "bye bye" in the hopes the other doesnt reply so ull win. Which seems petty, but quite frankly i wanted to know how she thinks. She claimed the reason she did this shit was because i hurt her, which is hard to believe when she had a fully fledged boyfriend within a month after.... and then she claimed she did it because i asked for her back a month and a half after break up (which i thought was odd, didnt think that was a horrible thing to do. slightly weird maybe...).
This is typical Jacquee, she has been what most would call, a bitch, but she is trying to turn the whole thing around on me like usual. This has put me off dating for a looong time.
But then something strange happened today, I was madly texting everyone in the world about being a third actor in studio, when i must have texted Jackie hill (fancied her when I was 15, well built red head with casual wardrobe who isnt in the least bit crazy...on paper my perfect woman) cos she text back asking about it. i explained and after a few texts, which on her end included lots of X's and at one point calling me "my future bafta winner", she said the following.
"Give me a call when you get back and ill come c u".
Now, i have already ruled out romance, mainly because Jackie is the kinda girl who doesnt realise lots of x's, darlings and subtle compliments about their chosen field will sub consciously go to a guys brain and translate to "she wants to jump ur bones". I mean she is one of the nicest people ive ever met, im sure she'd help anyone out who is in a jam, and she would talk or listen to anyone, ever. Shes like jesus only hot.
But, now, socially, her invitation, is it one of those things where I do ring her, and its awkward because her offer was made out of politeness? Or does she genuinly mean it? Her niceness suggests she means it, but I fancied the pants off her at school, and this summer. If i meet her again, chances are il develope yet another crush that I cant follow up on (unlikely as it sounds, even if she is into me, i dont think i could go with anyone for a very very long time).
Im really looking way to deeply into this arnt i? I do that, well, u probably know that. Sorry.
Since last post, had a strange gig. Ben Poole dropped out leaving me and Anton Pick to co compere the event. Its safe to say me and Anton dont mix well, for a start, I dont think Anton is a stand up comedian. He is a performance artist, who I always enjoy watching, but i dont think he fits in with comedy. But around here, comedy is the closest to his kind of performance, and teaming him up with me was odd, because I was trying to feed off his lines, and failing, and he was trying to feed off me, but it just didnt work. The last few gigs for me have been anti climax's, im starting to think im losing what i had last year. I need to get it back, whatever it was that I had. fingers crossed i can write good stuff for the next one.
That theme seemed to happen all through the night, apart from when i could get out on my own and rehash the old shit, which got me thru by the skin of my teeth, and the acts didnt go that well either. Patrick went on twice, and both times no matter what he did he didnt get the reaction he wanted. If anything he scared them. Mike was good, got a couple of laughs but i guess his set wasnt as polished as hed hoped. he did write most of it an hour before...bit more prep and he will be cool. Bart was as uysual spectacular, whilst sometimes his gags fall flat, quite frankly theres something about him that makes it ok. Always entertaining, if he spent more time on writing he would be perfect. Kirk got a couple of laughs at the begining of his set, but then went throught the same old material, that didnt get a laugh the first time. What made it more painful, was he laughed at his own jokes! Thing is with Kirk, is that he doesnt take criticism well, and doesnt seem to understand that if they arnt laughing, u gotto re write or get new stuff. Anyway, the best of the night, where the two ben got to travel all that way from liverpool, a girl called heather who was HOT but taken, and the winner, scatman dan, who was funny as fuck. I hope to god he keeps doing this stuff.
Screw it, thats enough for now, to the next time!
Elin used to hate me, now ive somehow been promoted to, well, not hated. thank christ. maybe ill get thru this year ok.
Tv production on the other hand is another matter. I wrote a script, which was unfilmable. Andy wrote a brief breakdown, i wrote that script, he hated it, because all soldiers are apparently brainless alcoholics who dont have any emotions and all appear to look like Arnie. He also didnt like the amount of dialogue. So, what he wanted was two 1 dimensional republican wet dreams sitting in a room not talking to each other. For a man who didnt want me to write a comedy, this seems a little hypocritical.
Then he went home, to gether the all important props. But when filming day turned up (he sugested we film on the last day to have the camera, cos by then he would provide said props) he was not there. I rang him
"where are ya?"
"windborne?"
"is that near aber?"
"no, its home'
"When will you get here?"
"tomorrow"
Filming had to happen that day, with said props.
"Andy your a cunt"
A mad dash around town, £35 and a script re write later, we finally patched up the ship that Andy raped. Then when we finished realised all the sound was fucked. We fucked up, but considering the uni themselves didnt know how to work the camera, and we where a man down (grrr) i feel we where fucked in the bottom.
So we have to shoot the whole thing again. Which makes me want to cry. Which is nice, because I havent had a cry in a while, and apparently its only second to sex in emotional excersize stakes, and theres precious little of that going on.
Onto sex, my ex girlfriend is a life sapping soulless beast whose repeat attempts to tell me im an idiot dont cease. Apparently its my fault she repeatedly rang me (within a month of breaking up) to tell me shes been fucking anyone with a penis, and then using her new bloke (who she cheated on later btw) as some kind of "look at me!", and then told me I was an asshole (in a nice way apparently...) and ridiculed me because it took me a while to get over our 4 and a half year relationship.
Her reason for all this? She says I ended it, which is kind of true. But not really, its like saying a guy with a wooden foot still has a foot. But it isnt really a foot, its a wooden foot. I asked her for some time to mull things because we wherent getting on at all. Arguing, over silly things we never did before. She said no, and tried to turn it around as to why i was an asshole, so i ended it. In my eyes, didnt seem like i had a choice. but i still loved her, and it took me, A LOOOONG time to get over it.
We had a looong argument over text. the kind of thing where u both want the last word, and u both say at the end "bye bye" in the hopes the other doesnt reply so ull win. Which seems petty, but quite frankly i wanted to know how she thinks. She claimed the reason she did this shit was because i hurt her, which is hard to believe when she had a fully fledged boyfriend within a month after.... and then she claimed she did it because i asked for her back a month and a half after break up (which i thought was odd, didnt think that was a horrible thing to do. slightly weird maybe...).
This is typical Jacquee, she has been what most would call, a bitch, but she is trying to turn the whole thing around on me like usual. This has put me off dating for a looong time.
But then something strange happened today, I was madly texting everyone in the world about being a third actor in studio, when i must have texted Jackie hill (fancied her when I was 15, well built red head with casual wardrobe who isnt in the least bit crazy...on paper my perfect woman) cos she text back asking about it. i explained and after a few texts, which on her end included lots of X's and at one point calling me "my future bafta winner", she said the following.
"Give me a call when you get back and ill come c u".
Now, i have already ruled out romance, mainly because Jackie is the kinda girl who doesnt realise lots of x's, darlings and subtle compliments about their chosen field will sub consciously go to a guys brain and translate to "she wants to jump ur bones". I mean she is one of the nicest people ive ever met, im sure she'd help anyone out who is in a jam, and she would talk or listen to anyone, ever. Shes like jesus only hot.
But, now, socially, her invitation, is it one of those things where I do ring her, and its awkward because her offer was made out of politeness? Or does she genuinly mean it? Her niceness suggests she means it, but I fancied the pants off her at school, and this summer. If i meet her again, chances are il develope yet another crush that I cant follow up on (unlikely as it sounds, even if she is into me, i dont think i could go with anyone for a very very long time).
Im really looking way to deeply into this arnt i? I do that, well, u probably know that. Sorry.
Since last post, had a strange gig. Ben Poole dropped out leaving me and Anton Pick to co compere the event. Its safe to say me and Anton dont mix well, for a start, I dont think Anton is a stand up comedian. He is a performance artist, who I always enjoy watching, but i dont think he fits in with comedy. But around here, comedy is the closest to his kind of performance, and teaming him up with me was odd, because I was trying to feed off his lines, and failing, and he was trying to feed off me, but it just didnt work. The last few gigs for me have been anti climax's, im starting to think im losing what i had last year. I need to get it back, whatever it was that I had. fingers crossed i can write good stuff for the next one.
That theme seemed to happen all through the night, apart from when i could get out on my own and rehash the old shit, which got me thru by the skin of my teeth, and the acts didnt go that well either. Patrick went on twice, and both times no matter what he did he didnt get the reaction he wanted. If anything he scared them. Mike was good, got a couple of laughs but i guess his set wasnt as polished as hed hoped. he did write most of it an hour before...bit more prep and he will be cool. Bart was as uysual spectacular, whilst sometimes his gags fall flat, quite frankly theres something about him that makes it ok. Always entertaining, if he spent more time on writing he would be perfect. Kirk got a couple of laughs at the begining of his set, but then went throught the same old material, that didnt get a laugh the first time. What made it more painful, was he laughed at his own jokes! Thing is with Kirk, is that he doesnt take criticism well, and doesnt seem to understand that if they arnt laughing, u gotto re write or get new stuff. Anyway, the best of the night, where the two ben got to travel all that way from liverpool, a girl called heather who was HOT but taken, and the winner, scatman dan, who was funny as fuck. I hope to god he keeps doing this stuff.
Screw it, thats enough for now, to the next time!