suburbia

Going back home never really bodes well for me. I'm leaving next weekend for Christmas and the like to go to my sister's place in Northern VA. I wouldn't mind it so much, but apparently after I made my flight arrangements, they decided that they were going to go out of town the day after Christmas, and guess who doesn't leave till the 29th. Yes, that's right. That would be me. This compiled with the fact that my brother isn't coming up from GA like he had planned and the fact that all my friends are in Va Beach kinda makes the whole holiday season blow.

On a good note, I'm just about finished writing my TV Pilot. Once that's finished I can get started on shooting it at a local coffee shop. I mean, I already have a few actors in mind for the show and one of my friends can get all the equipment and crew we need to made the show a reality.

My tattoo is finally finished. I have a pic on my attachments, but here it is again.




It hurt more than anything I've ever experienced, but then again, how many times have I had sharp needles jabbed into ribs continuously for hours.


I don't really have to much more going on, well I mean I'm looking for a new job, cause it turns out that Starbucks is kinda a crap job. I love the people I work with, I can tolerate the customers, but the money isn't there for me. Let's just hope the writer's strike ends soon, so that I can sell my screenplay.