Happy fuckin' Halloween
So yeah...Claire & Charles are life savers of life savers that save lives and fucking rock.
Thank you thank you thank you!
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Moved out of the old place and into the new one.
Last night was silly. My housemates threw the Halloween party but,me & Schmuck left before it got going after a pathetic game of 9 ball. We had a very nice date :-) Put me in a great mood all day. Can't get over what a good guy he is. I can see where there might be issues down the road but, something tells me we could just talk about it. Honesty is all I asked for and it's all I'm getting. Lovely.
When he dropped me off, the party had broken up a bit due to the cops droppin' by because the townie fucking band that decided to set up was a little loud plus, someone trashed Tom's room and he got pissed and starting threatening people with a samurai sword.
Anyway, I walk into a house full of drunk as hell people who thought they were driving home so I proceeded to take keys and drive a few car fulls around town. The last run I got blocked in by a car that said they had a DD. The car died and when we were jumping it the owner of the car wouldn't let me help and almost killed himself like 5 times then got in the fucking car and backed right into my other housemate, Trevor's, car. I shouldn't have let him drive :-(
When I get back at 4, Tom and Dan are SCREAMING at each other over some shit and when that's done we sat around the kitchen for a few minutes, then Tom and I had a pretty intense heart-to-heart until like 6 in the morning. I haven't really opened up to anybody directly about how depressed I've been this term. Shit's gotten pretty bad and a couple nights, I don't know how I made it through, to be honest. He and I aren't the best of buds and I was scared that we'd kill each other when I moved in but, somehow he made me feel like he actually wanted to hear it. Gave me some really good advice too. I actually feel like I might be able to get over this and get back on track with school.
Yeah. So, parties are by invitation only from now on. I told them, though, that whenever Charlotte and Raleigh folks came they could do whatever and stay as long as they want because you're all respectful, good people and wouldn't turn shit stupid.
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The movie built a guest room in the attic so we got that going now! I think we should rent it out and make rent even fucking cheaper. Anyone wanna move in and have their own floor?
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Gaffing this weekend :-) Just saw the set for the only real lighting that I'll be doing. It's pretty fucking gross looking. Which is what Mr. Frink wants, sooooo....it is. HA.
I get to use a space light for the first time. Those things are hard to shape and the curve on one of the walls may disappear if I lose too much direction. We'll see. I wanna try giving it a little something on top of the space...like a warmer colored fresnel with a little softness of it's own? Give it some depth and texture.
It's painting with light after all.
Had a meeting with the Mrs. tonight and I could tell by her lighting diagram what stop she wanted to shoot at! Felt like I know what I'm doing.
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I was watching a movie tonight in Black Cinema and this blind dude says...
"Son, I've been blind for thirty years..."
And I proceeded to laugh hysterically but, no one else got it.
How can I be in the right school with the wrong crowd?
It's a bummer you all aren't filmmakers.
Thank you thank you thank you!
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Moved out of the old place and into the new one.
Last night was silly. My housemates threw the Halloween party but,me & Schmuck left before it got going after a pathetic game of 9 ball. We had a very nice date :-) Put me in a great mood all day. Can't get over what a good guy he is. I can see where there might be issues down the road but, something tells me we could just talk about it. Honesty is all I asked for and it's all I'm getting. Lovely.
When he dropped me off, the party had broken up a bit due to the cops droppin' by because the townie fucking band that decided to set up was a little loud plus, someone trashed Tom's room and he got pissed and starting threatening people with a samurai sword.
Anyway, I walk into a house full of drunk as hell people who thought they were driving home so I proceeded to take keys and drive a few car fulls around town. The last run I got blocked in by a car that said they had a DD. The car died and when we were jumping it the owner of the car wouldn't let me help and almost killed himself like 5 times then got in the fucking car and backed right into my other housemate, Trevor's, car. I shouldn't have let him drive :-(
When I get back at 4, Tom and Dan are SCREAMING at each other over some shit and when that's done we sat around the kitchen for a few minutes, then Tom and I had a pretty intense heart-to-heart until like 6 in the morning. I haven't really opened up to anybody directly about how depressed I've been this term. Shit's gotten pretty bad and a couple nights, I don't know how I made it through, to be honest. He and I aren't the best of buds and I was scared that we'd kill each other when I moved in but, somehow he made me feel like he actually wanted to hear it. Gave me some really good advice too. I actually feel like I might be able to get over this and get back on track with school.
Yeah. So, parties are by invitation only from now on. I told them, though, that whenever Charlotte and Raleigh folks came they could do whatever and stay as long as they want because you're all respectful, good people and wouldn't turn shit stupid.
--
The movie built a guest room in the attic so we got that going now! I think we should rent it out and make rent even fucking cheaper. Anyone wanna move in and have their own floor?
--
Gaffing this weekend :-) Just saw the set for the only real lighting that I'll be doing. It's pretty fucking gross looking. Which is what Mr. Frink wants, sooooo....it is. HA.
I get to use a space light for the first time. Those things are hard to shape and the curve on one of the walls may disappear if I lose too much direction. We'll see. I wanna try giving it a little something on top of the space...like a warmer colored fresnel with a little softness of it's own? Give it some depth and texture.
It's painting with light after all.
Had a meeting with the Mrs. tonight and I could tell by her lighting diagram what stop she wanted to shoot at! Felt like I know what I'm doing.
--
I was watching a movie tonight in Black Cinema and this blind dude says...
"Son, I've been blind for thirty years..."
And I proceeded to laugh hysterically but, no one else got it.
How can I be in the right school with the wrong crowd?
It's a bummer you all aren't filmmakers.