The title for this entry is something I thought of when listening to people speak at Meg's father's funeral service. I can't sleep tonight, more so than is usual for me, as has been the case over the last two weeks because of a lingering fear in my heart. This fear came true tonight; tonight Bailey closed her eyes for the last time, and I buried my ( Read more... )

And since I lack any paper that I can find ( Read more... )

I made a delivery tonight to a man named Bob who comes to the liquor store often (I work at the Cellar next to the ACME whenever I'm not in class); he's a very sweet man who sadly has cancer, and from what I can gather his treatments are not going well. That seems to be the way of things lately: Bailey, Meg's dad, Bob, Trixy (the dog at work who ( Read more... )

So I just did something that I knew I'd have to do eventually, but dreaded doing for a long time. My amazing collection of cartoon and other television shows on my computer, which many of you reading this have had the pleasure of watching at one time or another has been laid to rest. They were taking up far too much space on my computer and it was ( Read more... )

Well I just remembered that I said I'd talk more about D.C.-ness later, constituting immediately after or within a short time of... it now having been almost two weeks. Well I'm just like that I s'pose. The rest of my weekend in D.C. was wonderful despite a few bumps which have been so hammered out by now if you looked at it you wouldn't even know ( Read more... )

So I have not made a Livejournal entry in a long, long time, despite stuff's happenings which would constitute entry-age. This Livejournal post is brough to you by the "Paul McCue Dictionary". The "Paul McCue Dictionary", unnecessarily adding -age and -ness to words for nearly a decade. So I'm here at American University visiting Cynthia, for those ( Read more... )

As you all know because those of you who have me friended on Livejournal know me very well, I've been wrestling around with a few different script ideas trying to move forward with at least one of them and not getting very far. I was either discouraged by the fact that I knew I would need a large budget to actually try and shoot the film or ( Read more... )

... which can fuck off and die! In fact, evey synical moron on that website, who thinks that they're god's gift to film because they can remember names and watch indie-film cable channels can fuck off and die as well ( Read more... )

I've made several very important decisions of late, most importantly that before I turn 30 I plan too A) take a plane to Tel Aviv and then walk to Jerusalem on a pilgrimage to the site where Christ died, B) go to the Punjab province of India to see the Golden Temple, and C) go the tree that is decended from the one Budda sat under ( Read more... )

...it's so brave what we do, this thing they call living.