Tuesday, February 03, 1998
Well I'm done working until Thursday. I just started spring break so that's cool. It's saturday night and I'm sitting around. My car is dead so i can't go anywhere until mark gets back from work. We may go to lansing to hang out and party or we may stay in GR. I need to write a script by the end of the week so I can start filming it. The sooner it's on videotape the sooner I can edit. My mom asked if I wanted to come back to farmington for break.. i thought about it. hmm "stuck at my parents house for a week with no car(no escape)" No mom, i think I'll hang out in grand rapids, thanks.
I grew a beard for the script I'm writing. I shouldn't give it away, but basically there is a guy being chased and the bad guys mistake the bearded me for the other me and the shit hits the fan. I want to figure out a way to write it so that you never actually figure out what the guy did that made them chase him, but I'm not sure if I can pull that off. I'm quitting kinko's soon. (april) so that I can concentrate on my final exams/projects. I figure I'll just transfer to the novi store and then work again after school is out.
I was pretty high maitenence last weekend, I was all sad and depressed, I wrote my first song. It sucks. You can't sing along, but hey, it's a song. Actually, it's more like poetry put to chords. I told Matt about it, he said it was neat because I cried while I was writing it and that's cool. Then he told me he walked in on 3 girls talking about how they want me but he wouldn't tell me who they were.
So i got a little ego boost but now I'm trying to figure which of my friends back home dig me. It's weird.
I grew a beard for the script I'm writing. I shouldn't give it away, but basically there is a guy being chased and the bad guys mistake the bearded me for the other me and the shit hits the fan. I want to figure out a way to write it so that you never actually figure out what the guy did that made them chase him, but I'm not sure if I can pull that off. I'm quitting kinko's soon. (april) so that I can concentrate on my final exams/projects. I figure I'll just transfer to the novi store and then work again after school is out.
I was pretty high maitenence last weekend, I was all sad and depressed, I wrote my first song. It sucks. You can't sing along, but hey, it's a song. Actually, it's more like poetry put to chords. I told Matt about it, he said it was neat because I cried while I was writing it and that's cool. Then he told me he walked in on 3 girls talking about how they want me but he wouldn't tell me who they were.
So i got a little ego boost but now I'm trying to figure which of my friends back home dig me. It's weird.
