There is plenty to criticize.
It gets so easy to narrow these eyes.
But these eyes will stay wide.
I will stay young.
Young and dumb inside.
I have just begun, to forget my lines.
No sleep for the wicked:
I survived the first week of the film shoot. The movie is going to be so ridiculously awful in a good way. Because our locations are only available late at night, weve been shooting until 3 or 4 in the morning. I still have to get up early to get to my 7am desk job, so I ended up only getting about 5 hours sleep total over 4 days. I was expecting to just crash all weekend but
Bruised and Drunken:
The SGSac. BBq on Saturday was awesome. Id made plans to actually cook some proper food, but decided to sleep in as long as I could, and just hit the deli at whole foods on the way to the park. Finally met a few of the local SGrs. We played a rough game of kickball that left me totally beat from laughing, and getting taken out twice while trying to guard 1st base from the sandal clad ladies who kicked our teams ass.
After a classy bottle of wine from a paper cup we were off to the Press Club. The place was packed, and hot, but the crew pretty much took over the balcony area. Somehow I ended up sporting a cowboy hat on multiple occasions, and got hassled by a bouncer for jumping around to the Violent Femmes, and New Order.
The remaining few stumbled back to greggsters for stimulating conversation about Abba, and a few dirty mom references. I was completely done by this point, and wanted nothing more then to be curled up in my comfy bed. One more late night, with very little sleep. But totally worth it.
Roommate goes bye bye:
So while I was at the BBq, my roommate decided to just split town. I got a call from my brother Sunday morning telling me that hed heard the guys dad bought him a plane ticket to Texas. Supposedly he had a bunch of dept collectors after him, and is facing the possibility of some jail time. As I had expected, his wall of lies had started falling in on him. Im glad hes gone, but Im out $200 that he still owes me, and now have to figure out how to cover the full rent. Wheee!
It gets so easy to narrow these eyes.
But these eyes will stay wide.
I will stay young.
Young and dumb inside.
I have just begun, to forget my lines.
No sleep for the wicked:
I survived the first week of the film shoot. The movie is going to be so ridiculously awful in a good way. Because our locations are only available late at night, weve been shooting until 3 or 4 in the morning. I still have to get up early to get to my 7am desk job, so I ended up only getting about 5 hours sleep total over 4 days. I was expecting to just crash all weekend but
Bruised and Drunken:
The SGSac. BBq on Saturday was awesome. Id made plans to actually cook some proper food, but decided to sleep in as long as I could, and just hit the deli at whole foods on the way to the park. Finally met a few of the local SGrs. We played a rough game of kickball that left me totally beat from laughing, and getting taken out twice while trying to guard 1st base from the sandal clad ladies who kicked our teams ass.
After a classy bottle of wine from a paper cup we were off to the Press Club. The place was packed, and hot, but the crew pretty much took over the balcony area. Somehow I ended up sporting a cowboy hat on multiple occasions, and got hassled by a bouncer for jumping around to the Violent Femmes, and New Order.
The remaining few stumbled back to greggsters for stimulating conversation about Abba, and a few dirty mom references. I was completely done by this point, and wanted nothing more then to be curled up in my comfy bed. One more late night, with very little sleep. But totally worth it.
Roommate goes bye bye:
So while I was at the BBq, my roommate decided to just split town. I got a call from my brother Sunday morning telling me that hed heard the guys dad bought him a plane ticket to Texas. Supposedly he had a bunch of dept collectors after him, and is facing the possibility of some jail time. As I had expected, his wall of lies had started falling in on him. Im glad hes gone, but Im out $200 that he still owes me, and now have to figure out how to cover the full rent. Wheee!
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I was actually kicking myself for not bringing a bottle or two from the house, when I saw you opening yours.
Any ideas when we'll be doing it again?