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i haven't written in this thing in a long time. and i also haven't been up all night doing school work in a while, either, so i guess it's fitting. i had crazy script writting breakthroughs tonight, thanks to my mom's outstanding advice. mom's are always right.
other shit in general: i'm moving out of chicago soon, like the 20th. trying to find a subletter for my amazing, way cheap apt that i don't want to leave. then i go to chapel hill for a month and a half to shoot my fucking div III uber-movie. i'm pretty freaked out. i just compiled a master list of locations and it's OUT OF CONTROL. why am i doing the biggest fucking project ever? it's cool and all, but damn. i can see the mental breakdowns coming.
i'm also in the midst of a pleasent break up. that's interesting.
oh and this past week i had the worst car luck ever. my car was towed while i was out of town, it was $200 to get out of the autopound (also know as hell), there was a parking ticket on the windshield when i got there, and THEN the next fucking day i got in a car accident, and the officer gave ME the fucking citation. WHAT THE FUCK! it's official that i am never loaning my car out to anyone. if i can't take care of it, then i don't trust anyone else to, either.
i made a website for my film production, it's kinda dorky, but that's because it's for the mad profesh peeps i'm hiring, ok? so don't hate. fucking www.tessernst.com
i even made business cards.
i went to a lungfish show last friday with my homie JAMMY (I KNOW YOU'RE READYING THIS, HO!) it was ok, but i don't fucking like lungfish, and it was way packed with older dudes. which is how chicago tends to be. i'm confused about what to do with my life post-graduation, which, incase you forgot, is after may 2004!!
crazy. i guess i'll apply for some filmmaking residencies, and i want to play in bands, and maybe work movie-industry style, but i really don't know where i'll be living. i'm keeping my apt in chicago open, but i'm not sure that i'll be jetting back here right away. fuck. maybe i should just move to williamsburg like everyone else. that seems straight forward.
other shit in general: i'm moving out of chicago soon, like the 20th. trying to find a subletter for my amazing, way cheap apt that i don't want to leave. then i go to chapel hill for a month and a half to shoot my fucking div III uber-movie. i'm pretty freaked out. i just compiled a master list of locations and it's OUT OF CONTROL. why am i doing the biggest fucking project ever? it's cool and all, but damn. i can see the mental breakdowns coming.
i'm also in the midst of a pleasent break up. that's interesting.
oh and this past week i had the worst car luck ever. my car was towed while i was out of town, it was $200 to get out of the autopound (also know as hell), there was a parking ticket on the windshield when i got there, and THEN the next fucking day i got in a car accident, and the officer gave ME the fucking citation. WHAT THE FUCK! it's official that i am never loaning my car out to anyone. if i can't take care of it, then i don't trust anyone else to, either.
i made a website for my film production, it's kinda dorky, but that's because it's for the mad profesh peeps i'm hiring, ok? so don't hate. fucking www.tessernst.com
i even made business cards.
i went to a lungfish show last friday with my homie JAMMY (I KNOW YOU'RE READYING THIS, HO!) it was ok, but i don't fucking like lungfish, and it was way packed with older dudes. which is how chicago tends to be. i'm confused about what to do with my life post-graduation, which, incase you forgot, is after may 2004!!
crazy. i guess i'll apply for some filmmaking residencies, and i want to play in bands, and maybe work movie-industry style, but i really don't know where i'll be living. i'm keeping my apt in chicago open, but i'm not sure that i'll be jetting back here right away. fuck. maybe i should just move to williamsburg like everyone else. that seems straight forward.