ikilledpinky

no pay work is still work. or atleast something to put on my reel. i get to meet one of my heros? or whatever today. vilmos zsigmond so hooray for me. 35mm introduced me to the world of Guerilla news network, and wow. really talented filmmakers. i had no idea that the kind of shit that goes on over diamonds even existed. theres 7 people in this one bedroom apartment right now which makes for intersting drinking, were all loud as fuck and unsanitary. but they want to go to san diego and im their only ride, so it looks like ill have to drive them when i finish with school tonight, fuck the drive back alone. evalyn sure is taking her sweet ass time with my wristband. and she blames me for stabbing her foot. its fine as long as i can blame her for my fuck ups. oooooo, hissss, whatever. i try and be as apathetic as i can most of the time, so i pretend i dont know what is going on with this war thing, but i do know that it has really screwed my tv schedule up. all i ask for is some simpsons and seinfeld, and what to i get? that asshole sheppard smith spewing verbal diarreah. flip. everyones got there "johnny on the spot" reporter LIVE from Bahgdad. kiss my ass. like i give a hit about wolf blitzer's nut sack being blown off by shrapnel, tho it would make for an interesting twist. just give me back my primetime simpsons. i have 2 new goals in life, somehow get sent to be a war photographer/cinematographer (although i am against war, it would be a hell of an experience) and to get more work as a cam. operator. im hungry and have no ambition to move. over

black death