Buried Alive...
Life, it's a killer, eh? It's 1:30 in the morning, and in eight and a half hours I'll be pitching my script ideas to a bunch of bigwigs at the Metropolitan Atlanta Arts Fund. This is the first time I've ever had to actually make a solo presentation to a committee and sell/defend my own work. I have absolutely no idea what I'm going to say or how
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Anyways...it's nice to get a recap of what's going on with you. Although i don't make for a very good drinking buddy and i'm sure that any gorgeous, intelligent woman is either taken, has some psychological imbalance, or a rampant rash in a place that you can't see. Promise.
So this weekend, Saturday most likely, I'm taking Brett Ryan and Chris Ewald to stop by the state meet at Westminster, and then we're hopefully going to Fat Matt's Rib Shack sometime around then too. (If you've never heard of Fat Matt's, just let me know and i'll fill you in). So it would be great if you could join in the festivities. And also, I don't know if you'd be interested, but i just got an annual pass to the High Museum and i'd love for you to accompany me sometime.
Let me know.
You've got the digits.
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