My LiveJournal dates are screwed up. Thanks computer clock at work.

At least I'm not the only one. Thanks Frank.

Rusty Tripod is back, bitches.

Atlantic City next weekend??? SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT.

That's it. I'm moving to Vegas to be a pro gambler. Fuck it.

SIGH.

My life is spinning out of control.

My brain feels like it is in a constant struggle between my dreams and the real world. I wanna be a director, make narrative films. I feel in no way prepared to do this though. I should go away and go to film school. Independent filmmaking however is not a real job. In some ways, I just want to work a crappy job and then have fun when I'm not ( Read more... )

So now I'm just a non-corporate cog. GREAT!

Actually wait, he IS incoporated!

I hate my job. Not my life, just my job.

I don't know why i have a creative side of my brain, I don't get to use it to do anything. I was thinking about going to grad school for film, but what good is that gonna do? I can be an indie filmmaker sure, I can live in a shitty place an not have anything. I can struggle to eat and live everyday. Yeah THATS FUN. I like making movies but its just ( Read more... )