Dear Brea,
Remember when you, Gwen, Miles, and Jake McKenzie came over to my house, and we made a really shitty short film where you guys enacted anecdotes as described by Bill Cosby in his book "Fatherhood"? Well, I found it on a disc somewhere and watched it. God, why the hell did I do that? I must have been really desperate to film something. Still, it was fun having you guys over. Next time you're back in Bakersfield, we're hanging out, okay? For real this time. I'll take you to In-N-Out. How does that sound?
Speaking of old films, I uploaded a few to youtube and vimeo (god I love vimeo):
http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=MattKieleyFilms http://www.vimeo.com/user312314 There's also a new short documentary I made, making it's internet premiere this week: Conversation. Watch it. Check it out. You can see the girl I've been complaining about on this journal, in the flesh.
You can watch this video on www.livejournal.com
Conversations from
Matt Kieley on
Vimeo.
Speaking of her, she has a new boyfriend. She called me last friday for the first time in a month. I was hanging out with a friend, so we didn't really talk. She did say "I haven't heard from you in a while" in a very weird tone. I can't describe it properly. It was vaguely sad. She told me to call her later. So I get back from the movies and I call her. I think she was babysitting, so she told me she'd call me the next day. Not surprisingly, she never did.
I've been resisting the urge to call her. I was doing fine before she called me. I wasn't really thinking about her that much. I was just focused on my new script. Then she called me, and it completely fucked with my head, and I've been over-thinking why she called me, and she way she said "I haven't heard from you in a while" and I've just been in a blah mood all week. I haven't been able to write much, but I've written some, and come up with several new ideas. So it's not all bad.