Catching Up
It's not even dawn and I've already got one semi-productive thing done. I finally emailed kid_suicide the Suicide Boy set we drunkenly shot of him on the spur of the moment at the party last Friday night. We were both drunk, he had never posed nude before, I'd never shot a nude male before (other than myself), we rushed it so we could get back to the party, we didn't have shit for lighting, and we shot it in my bedroom where there isn't any room to move except on the bed. Despite all of these factors, it came out alright. Somewhat mediocre, but it's not complete shit which is what I was afraid it was going to be after I sobered up.
Stepping backwards in time to try to catch things up, last night whorlwind came over and he, Wyspurr, and I had a long talk. I think that was a good thing to do and well overdue. I think we all got something valuable out of it. I certainly feel a lot better, anyway. Though I'd honestly rather Wyspurr not be involved with anyone right now because our relationship with each other still had recovering to do from her most recent obsession, I'm glad it's someone like whorlwind rather than some young, dumb, and full of cum knucklehead if she has to be involved with someone at all.
Reverse a little more in time. My brother called. It seems he and our father are teaming up now to try to convince me to move to Virginia. Between the massive money stress and the problems I've been having with Wyspurr lately it's starting to sound really tempting to just say fuck the world and move to Virginia to be a celibate veal farmer. Except that I find the very concept behind veal farming repugnant, however lucrative it might be. I'm no vegetarian, but I definitely draw the line at torturing baby cows for a living.
Brenda made her move to her dorm in Tampa today. I hope things go well for her there. I really miss her and can't wait to figure out a way to visit her down there.
I don't think I did anything Tuesday. Tuesday sucked. Nothing like sitting around massively bummed out and wishing you were anywhere but where you are.
Monday night I went to the Star Bar to videotape BigBlack81 's second swing at doing stand-up comedy. That was fun. He did really good up there. Even better than last time. I'm happy to see him finding something he's good at that helps bring him out of his shell.
Anyway, I think that catches us up. Too bad I'm out of beer now.
It's not even dawn and I've already got one semi-productive thing done. I finally emailed kid_suicide the Suicide Boy set we drunkenly shot of him on the spur of the moment at the party last Friday night. We were both drunk, he had never posed nude before, I'd never shot a nude male before (other than myself), we rushed it so we could get back to the party, we didn't have shit for lighting, and we shot it in my bedroom where there isn't any room to move except on the bed. Despite all of these factors, it came out alright. Somewhat mediocre, but it's not complete shit which is what I was afraid it was going to be after I sobered up.
Stepping backwards in time to try to catch things up, last night whorlwind came over and he, Wyspurr, and I had a long talk. I think that was a good thing to do and well overdue. I think we all got something valuable out of it. I certainly feel a lot better, anyway. Though I'd honestly rather Wyspurr not be involved with anyone right now because our relationship with each other still had recovering to do from her most recent obsession, I'm glad it's someone like whorlwind rather than some young, dumb, and full of cum knucklehead if she has to be involved with someone at all.
Reverse a little more in time. My brother called. It seems he and our father are teaming up now to try to convince me to move to Virginia. Between the massive money stress and the problems I've been having with Wyspurr lately it's starting to sound really tempting to just say fuck the world and move to Virginia to be a celibate veal farmer. Except that I find the very concept behind veal farming repugnant, however lucrative it might be. I'm no vegetarian, but I definitely draw the line at torturing baby cows for a living.
Brenda made her move to her dorm in Tampa today. I hope things go well for her there. I really miss her and can't wait to figure out a way to visit her down there.
I don't think I did anything Tuesday. Tuesday sucked. Nothing like sitting around massively bummed out and wishing you were anywhere but where you are.
Monday night I went to the Star Bar to videotape BigBlack81 's second swing at doing stand-up comedy. That was fun. He did really good up there. Even better than last time. I'm happy to see him finding something he's good at that helps bring him out of his shell.
Anyway, I think that catches us up. Too bad I'm out of beer now.
onie:
hey winter... i read your entry but i have no idea what to say.. so i thought id use this time to say hi.. so hi.. and glad things are going better with you and deb in regaurds to her bf... and sorry you miss brenda.. long distant relationships suck but at the same time better shes in fl than in LA or something.. shes really sweet..
stuzzy:
hi!...just saying hi 