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Well, I've been urged to update more often. So, this is me updating more often.
Umm....
well, one of the girls that was in that "meeting" was asking me advise on boys. Wow. Go Figure!
I also met up with one of my actors today that I'm using in my film. I'm stoked, but he's a bit lost. It's ok, we'll work things out and he'll be great. I can fully see where he's coming from since the script does leave a lot of questions open, but that's what it's supposed to do. So, SCORE!
Riding my bike home from that meeting I could see the thunderstorm rolling in and hear how pissed off it was above me. Yeah, but I don't know what the hell I've ever done to some stupid clouds! IT LITERALLY GOT SLAPPED AROUND BY FUCKING RAIN! That shit hurt! I was riding my bike fairly fast to get out of it as soon as possible, and I was getting splashed here, pissed on (metaphorically of course) there, and all in all being soaked completely through in a matter of seconds.
I get home and most of my notes in my bag, academic and personal, are almost all ruined!
Whatever, my roommate got caught in it at well and we enjoyed the laugh.
However, I did sort of notice a phenomenon happening in my house! Yesterday, I smoked a joint. That was around mid-day. Late afternoon when I went to get the roach to save it for later...yeah, it was gone! What the fuck!? No worries, right? I still have the rest of the unrolled stuff upstairs. Go check, sweet it's still there. TODAY, I get back from this outing in the rain and I REALLY felt like smoking up. It would have been awesome, stonedness, a huge fucking pissed off thunder storm. Good times would have been had. MY FUCKING BAGGIE IS GONE! What the FUCK! Two days, two marijuana disappearances...coincidence?
Whatever. I'm now working on my next script. This one is going to be a feature-length. At first I was reluctant to start it, now I'm really pumped about it and ideas are just flowing. I'm feeling good about this one as well. Although, I don't plan on filming this one. I hope to get it reviewed by a professional story editor person and then sold, if possible. I know I have my head in the clouds with this, and it's extremely ambitious...but when has that ever hurt anyone right? We'll see what happens, only the future knows...
Well, that about sums it up so far....
That's all, for now.
Umm....
well, one of the girls that was in that "meeting" was asking me advise on boys. Wow. Go Figure!
I also met up with one of my actors today that I'm using in my film. I'm stoked, but he's a bit lost. It's ok, we'll work things out and he'll be great. I can fully see where he's coming from since the script does leave a lot of questions open, but that's what it's supposed to do. So, SCORE!
Riding my bike home from that meeting I could see the thunderstorm rolling in and hear how pissed off it was above me. Yeah, but I don't know what the hell I've ever done to some stupid clouds! IT LITERALLY GOT SLAPPED AROUND BY FUCKING RAIN! That shit hurt! I was riding my bike fairly fast to get out of it as soon as possible, and I was getting splashed here, pissed on (metaphorically of course) there, and all in all being soaked completely through in a matter of seconds.
I get home and most of my notes in my bag, academic and personal, are almost all ruined!
Whatever, my roommate got caught in it at well and we enjoyed the laugh.
However, I did sort of notice a phenomenon happening in my house! Yesterday, I smoked a joint. That was around mid-day. Late afternoon when I went to get the roach to save it for later...yeah, it was gone! What the fuck!? No worries, right? I still have the rest of the unrolled stuff upstairs. Go check, sweet it's still there. TODAY, I get back from this outing in the rain and I REALLY felt like smoking up. It would have been awesome, stonedness, a huge fucking pissed off thunder storm. Good times would have been had. MY FUCKING BAGGIE IS GONE! What the FUCK! Two days, two marijuana disappearances...coincidence?
Whatever. I'm now working on my next script. This one is going to be a feature-length. At first I was reluctant to start it, now I'm really pumped about it and ideas are just flowing. I'm feeling good about this one as well. Although, I don't plan on filming this one. I hope to get it reviewed by a professional story editor person and then sold, if possible. I know I have my head in the clouds with this, and it's extremely ambitious...but when has that ever hurt anyone right? We'll see what happens, only the future knows...
Well, that about sums it up so far....
That's all, for now.