So, another few months have gone by. When was the last time I wrote in this? It's been at least a couple months I think, but I lack the initiative to go back and see. Livejournal is notorious for stupid ass glitches which causes entire entries to be lost, so I'm not even going to chance it. In fact, when I'm done writing all this, I'm going to copy it to a notepad just in case. I know some of you have had long entries lost before, so you feel my pain. The only evidence is the bitter (and much shorter) entry you leave to describe how you had spent time writing an entry, but then it was lost by some stupid ass "page has expired" or likewise maddening webpage bullshit. It's for the birds.
The last few months have been pretty uneventful overall, but that is never fully true. I went down to Idaho over christmas, for a few days. It was cool, and it felt like the first true christmas I'd had since before my mom and brother left, in 2000. I spent basically the whole time playing videogames with my younger brother, just like old times. He has a job now at Walmart, which boggles my mind. I can't think of my kid brother with a job, and not find it odd. Plus, HE'S 20! He'll be 21 in 4 months, what the hell is going on? We've never been what you'd call hugely close, but seeing him again after 3 years was a real reminder of how close family ties are. I don't think there's anything I wouldn't do for him, or any of my family. (well, except for my aunt Susan, who I despise with the fury of a thousand suns) Eventually they'll be moving back up here to Washington, so maybe it'll be like old times again. Until I move to California that is.
I hadn't been checking LJ that much recently, and when I did, (just today) I saw with sadness that Matthew's Grandfather had died. Needless to say, I'm sorry Matthew (and Pat), it sounds like you guys really cared about him. I say it that way because for me, I don't know any of my grandparents really, as many people do. I never met either of my grandmas, and both my grandpas I haven't seen for about 8 years or so. I guess it's just one of those things, some families are more close knit than others. In any case, I hope you guys get through this as well as is humanly possible.
It wouldn't truly be one of my entries if I didn't mention recent CD binges or interests etc...so here it is. I've been on a jazz trip for the last few weeks now, buying all kinds anywhere I can find them, cheap or otherwise. It's very unhealthy actually, considering how at times I've gone a week or more without food in the house, eating only at the teriyaki place near the video store, on my breaks from work. Add to that that I'm saving for the move we'll be making in a few months, and that's a lot of money spent that probably should still be in my account. But what the hell, when I'm 80, I'll have more music to listen to than I'll know what to do with.
I got a huge tax return, so that contributed to my reckless spending, and I just got a .50 cent raise, so ROCK and ROLL and I'll spend however much I want now that I think about it.
A few weeks ago, the 48 hour film we did for the nationwide college contest, won first place. In the nation. I was (and still am, to a degree) in shock. It beat schools from all across the country, most of which had actual film courses, whereas UW does not. Even though I don't go to UW, I was still very proud of how we did. Midgen and I have worked with the same group of people a few times now and it's just getting better each time.
This dream of making movies for a living sometimes seems like an impossible fantasy, something to be dreamed of but never realized. It is a very long shot that I'll ever have even mild success in films. It's depressing to think of it that way, so I try not to. I can't imagine anything making me half as happy, so I'm going to keep at it for as long as it takes. Or until I die a pathetic and horribly painful death, whilst in the act of failing miserably. (perhaps not that far)
I'm seeing Dream Theater (again) on March 2nd, then Metallica (again) on March 28. Needless to say I'm glad.
Right now, I'm in the process of writing what may turn out to be a full length movie. I was blocked for a long time, which let me tell you is the worst damn thing in the world (besides dysentery), but now I've finally broken through that hogwash and writing is going well. I'm hoping I'll be able to get the filming done by May at least.
Mikey has been dead for a couple months. Well, he's had what they thought was mono, and then they didn't think that. His hands and legs etc. were swelled up and he was really weak not to mention he had a fever and well let's just say he was really fucked up. He dropped his classes this quarter, and moved out of the house back to Oregon, for a few months. He's coming back he hopes in about a month, and he'll be back in school next quarter. I hope he does, because it hasn't been quite the same here without that little feller.
Other than all that is stated above, the only other thing of real note is that we're STILL remodeling the store. It's been 6 months now, DAMN THE OWNER KENT. He needs to finish this bitch up, because I'm tired of people asking me if we're moving. Every time they do I just want to say: "what the fuck do you think? We remodeled the entire store, and now we're going to move out? You piece of shit!"....But instead I say: "no, we're just remodeling." It's annoying, to put it mildly.
Anyway, I'm going to put an end to this, because it's by far the longest entry I've ever written I think.
P.S. Matthew we need to hang out.
P.S.S. Kay we need to hang out.
P.S.S.S. Everyone we need to hang out.
P.S.S.S.S. Here is a mad lib Walker did (his words are in all caps):
MAD LIBS DRIVING TIPS
Driving a car can be fun if you follow this HOT advice:
1. When approaching a POOP on the right, always blow your COCK.
2. Before making a BLOODY turn, always stick your ANUS out of the window.
3. Every 2,000 miles, have your NIPPLE inspected and your CUNT checked.
4. When approaching a school, watch out for LUBED TITS.
5. Above all, drive SEXUALLY. The WIND PIPE you save may be your own!
P.S.S.S.S.S. If you thought that was witty and insightful, here's one I did. (same all caps rule in affect):
MAD LIBS A PAGE FROM A GIRL'S DIARY
This is a SLIPPERY entry in NANCY'S diary.
Deary Diary: Today I saw him again. When he looks at me with those PUNGENT eyes, it makes my MIDGET go pitter-pat, and I feel as if I have BALLS in my stomach. I think he likes me because he asked me for the COCK when I was standing next to him in the PUSSY. I just had to hear his DONKEY again, so I called his FIST FUCKING machine and left a HORNY message. I hope he doesn't recognize my CLITOROUS. He is such an ERECT MANCHICKEN, dear diary. His name is MIKEY, and I live in hope that someday he will realize how BEASTLIKE I would be for him, and that I am the COCKRING he has always been looking for.
And that's the end.