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let there be a wailing and a gnashing. i was doing so well. i can still fight it. someone from long ago, the boy who used to come into the cafe and who i spied sliding down the rails drunk at union square is back. i am falling and i have to put this one here or start a new one or just not fucking write it: but if i write it here no one will read it ( Read more... )

this was TRST's livejournal from april 17, 2004 to may 11, 2006. anything before april 17, 2004 was from this little window in time when i had WAY too much time and thought i might transcribe all my pre-lj journals here. i ran into problems right away cos i didn't have a scanner and i journal in drawings mostly. not everything in here is true, or ( Read more... )

I'm going to a crew screening tonight for a movie i worked on last august. this will be the first time i see something i spent several weeks on in the all together. i've seen a little bit of one film, and i've seen the music videos, but that's all. i'm never around and available at the right time ( Read more... )

For the first time since last february I have updated my resume. I had to make a new resume for a specific production (and it's a big deal feature, even tho the position is only for second unit, and would be a nice stepping stone), but now that I have one I finally have something to send to people who don't know me already. I've been complaining ( Read more... )

I'm not sure if this is the kind of thing that can get me in trouble in the New America, but I went down to the corner with my pennies to buy a 2liter of pepsi as a work-treat, and a dominican kid, maybe 16yo, came in and ordered a turkey and ham on a hero ( Read more... )

I will tell you what I just did.

I thought I could talk the green man into selling me half of a $50, but after a lot of trouble I ended up giving him $48 and owing him $12. I know where you live he joked. $20 belonged to someone else. That $28 ($8 I found and $20 I've been saving) were all the money I had in the world ( Read more... )

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I am angled away from my table in the garden at Phoebe's when the three of them arrive. The one facing looks familiar and when he sees me he tells his friends in an accent It is time for me to get a haircut. His friends, a girl and a guy - also foreign, shush him with affirmations that he looks beautiful as he is. And they are right. He is ( Read more... )

( takling to myself )