T minus two weeks until departure.

fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck...

I am in North Carolina. Notes ( Read more... )

Okay, computer, I've got all night. We're going to export a clean goddamn print of 6:06 p.m. tonight, and you're going to like it. I've got 30 hours of music on my iPod by now; I can keep going as long as I need to.

UPDATE 1:18 a.m.: Half-way there... c'mon, you're going strong...

UPDATE 2:30 a.m.: Done. Movie project #7, in the bag. Finished. On ( Read more... )

Okay, so, um, it's been five weeks since I've updated. Here's a list - for my own purposes, really, since anyone who cares about what follows probably knows it already - of what I've done in my LJ silence ( Read more... )

Well, I'm just back from New Orleans, and one of the oddest weeks of my life. I'd go into detail, but there's too much of it; I'm gon' t'beyd.

I took my stereo back from Newslab today, seeing as paste-ups are over, and therefore the classroom doesn't really need it anymore. One of the reporters (I guess he's an editor now) said, "So, no more dance parties, huh ( Read more... )

Well, for the seventh time, I have finished shooting a movie.

6:06 p.m. wrapped tonight after about seven weeks of shooting. Given that this movie will be 35-50 minutes long, that's pretty good time, particularly since the cast was very bust throughout the first half of that time (school musicals and such). I have about three weeks to edit it if I ( Read more... )

Start spreading the news
I'm leaving today
I want to be a part of it
New York
New York

These vagabond shoes
Are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it
New York
New York

I wanna wake up
In a city that doesn't sleep
And find I'm king of the hill
Top of the heap...

The book number of my classroom copy of Frankenstein is 04-20.

One must appreciate the little things in life.

You know what? I think there needs to be some kind of punctuation that denotes facetiousness. Because when you're not being entirely serious about what you write, people often mistake it for genuine overreaction (see last entry... sorry everyone, I wasn't being arrogant, I just thought art club didn't do a good job setting up the festival...). I ( Read more... )