I had an idea to write a short narrative about one of my close friends, but… I dunno. My memory of the days of yore are tetchy at best and I’d have a lot of ground to cover. I guess I could still do it
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I haven't slept, I'm upset and shitty with myself and and I feel like absolute shit...
The FUCK is wrong with me? Normally I'm a lot more mindful of what people consider touchy subjects and I fucking go along and make a right mess of things, don't I?...
I have a location, a (new) actress and we're shooting next week.
INCONVENIENCED LIVES, BITCHES.
Other things are looking up too, but I dunno where that's going to go yet... Hrm... best to not keep one's hopes up... for I am an optimistic pessimist till the bitter end... :P