So I've been Thinking (and drinking)...
lifeWonder Why
eat sleep.sex
research123=53,beautiful Music
42haha
I may start releasing past poetry and writing here for an adventure in expose and logging outside of it's paper format. I'll cut it because some of it is very long and may cause confusion. I wrote this ten years ago. It is the first thing I wrote in beginning a journal of writing randomness that no one has, or will ever, see. This is a poem I wrote senior year of high school. I have finished writing in the last page of the journal, but I imagine you won't see that for a while if ever. The journal is hand written, so some things will not be possible on LJ. It's not really a journal though, more a collection of fiction and poetry based on my life.
Don't be offended by it's privatization, I write in it with the promise that I made to myself that no one will ever read it, even if I'm dead, so I can write whatever I like. However, some things in it don't matter unread and in fact looking back would be fun to release on the world. Despite being from the tiny pedestal that is LJ. However, if this causes trust issues with it, I'll have to stop publishing it here.
My internship is over and I'll miss it. The people were fun and it gave more purpose to life then Starbucks. Hopefully the time I gain will open me up to better sleeping habits and more time for "Voices and Faces of the Adhan: Cairo," a project that gives me hope. I'm building a new trailer. I begin editing it tomorrow.
A rewrite of my resume will be released soon. Expanded with recent experience with Foundation and a realization that I should put ACen on there.
I don't know if I'll work for ACen next year. It took so much time. I feel like I missed to much. I miss my friends so much and ACen is the only time in the year I get to see most of them now. I love being apart of something so huge and geek, and me. Something so wonderful, but it removes me from so many memories.
My moped runs well. It need much tooling to be as pretty as I want to make it, but that'll take some funds I don't currently possess.
Oh and www.onlookfilms.com. Rodion's come a long way in finishing our film company's website.
JAD is officially cancelled. It ends a volume of my life.
I need to finish my portfolio, and I need to not let it define my ending, but my beginning.
Lindsey and I are trying to plan a trip out west, to visit my brother and Denver, and L.A. for AX, or San Diego for Comic Con, or Seattle for PAX. Depending on when we can. We might not make any, but we'd both like to for more time removed from harsh reality into the sublime geek world in the future. I miss it, and I know I've removed myself to much lately.
I know because when I try to create recently I find myself at a dry well. For gaming or anything. I need to return and find myself again. My career in film and working at minimum wageville has taken a lot out of me, though I've learned a lot.
One tired
Dustin.
eat sleep.sex
research123=53,beautiful Music
42haha
I may start releasing past poetry and writing here for an adventure in expose and logging outside of it's paper format. I'll cut it because some of it is very long and may cause confusion. I wrote this ten years ago. It is the first thing I wrote in beginning a journal of writing randomness that no one has, or will ever, see. This is a poem I wrote senior year of high school. I have finished writing in the last page of the journal, but I imagine you won't see that for a while if ever. The journal is hand written, so some things will not be possible on LJ. It's not really a journal though, more a collection of fiction and poetry based on my life.
Don't be offended by it's privatization, I write in it with the promise that I made to myself that no one will ever read it, even if I'm dead, so I can write whatever I like. However, some things in it don't matter unread and in fact looking back would be fun to release on the world. Despite being from the tiny pedestal that is LJ. However, if this causes trust issues with it, I'll have to stop publishing it here.
My internship is over and I'll miss it. The people were fun and it gave more purpose to life then Starbucks. Hopefully the time I gain will open me up to better sleeping habits and more time for "Voices and Faces of the Adhan: Cairo," a project that gives me hope. I'm building a new trailer. I begin editing it tomorrow.
A rewrite of my resume will be released soon. Expanded with recent experience with Foundation and a realization that I should put ACen on there.
I don't know if I'll work for ACen next year. It took so much time. I feel like I missed to much. I miss my friends so much and ACen is the only time in the year I get to see most of them now. I love being apart of something so huge and geek, and me. Something so wonderful, but it removes me from so many memories.
My moped runs well. It need much tooling to be as pretty as I want to make it, but that'll take some funds I don't currently possess.
Oh and www.onlookfilms.com. Rodion's come a long way in finishing our film company's website.
JAD is officially cancelled. It ends a volume of my life.
I need to finish my portfolio, and I need to not let it define my ending, but my beginning.
Lindsey and I are trying to plan a trip out west, to visit my brother and Denver, and L.A. for AX, or San Diego for Comic Con, or Seattle for PAX. Depending on when we can. We might not make any, but we'd both like to for more time removed from harsh reality into the sublime geek world in the future. I miss it, and I know I've removed myself to much lately.
I know because when I try to create recently I find myself at a dry well. For gaming or anything. I need to return and find myself again. My career in film and working at minimum wageville has taken a lot out of me, though I've learned a lot.
One tired
Dustin.