What's your biggest phobia?

Athazagoraphobia. the fear of being forgotten

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Why do you write fiction about your non fiction?

hmm good question. i guess you're referring to how I write fictional stories about real situations from my life? I feel like thats one of the best ways to write. I wouldn't write about something that I've never had experience with. Like being homeless, I would never write about being homeless cause I never had the opportunity to live out on the streets. If you can't make a real emotional connection with your story, then your script is fucked, hence your entire movie is fucked. (cause everyone knows it all starts with the script)

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I dont like sleeping anymore

I was fine for a bit. I think I'm trying too hard to be productive. Forcing myself to write music and scripts. There are too many hours in the day. I need to film something. I need something to work on. I want the Canon t2i/550D. Thats what I'm gonna pick up next I guess. I really liked the Letus, but I found that it was just too bulky of a camera system to work with. I'll try to pass it off for about a thousand, including the lenses and the rail system. Jeez that thing is pretty much still brand new. only used for two projects.

tambourine

trying to throw simple percussion into our bullshit music. god this is hard. I thought I was ok at rhythm but after fucking with the tambourine I feel retarded.

this uncontrollable urge to hit my head against the wall

my right eye keeps messing with me. I've been having headaches ever since the surgery. Thats part of my brain adjusting to the fact that I am now farsighted, as opposed to the myopia I've had my entire life. My left eye is going to get operated on at the end of this month. And its going to get set at an intermediate length so that I can still see clearly up close, like computer screens. There's not much I can do about the headaches. I have to sleep it off. I hate doing that though cause I wastes an entire day sometimes. I feel like watching the film At First Sight with Val Kilmer.

Dear Darla, I hate your stinking guts..

You make me vomit. You're scum between my toes... Love Alfalfa.

Bill the Butcher was a juror today.

I took this awesome nap earlier. It was nice cause I closed my eyes for what felt like ten seconds but in actuality an hour had passed.

and all we are are empty vesssels

searching for the things that make us who we are.

And all we are are empty vessels

we'll search far and wide before we fall apart.

And all we are are ancient beings.

leaving remnants of from our cause

I dont know about those lines.

Slowly but surely. I'm so bored at night. I've made all these songs, they're kinda funny to me now... I actually spent some time going back to the beginning of this blog and read some old posts. I think the beginning of this blog is amazing. I put a lot of thought in the early posts. I think when I started this thing I wanted to make something that people would return to, or actually care about my opinions on things..

Being called interesting is what I consider the greatest compliment anyone could ever give to someone. Cause the opposite of that is.. well.. who cares right?

I have Jury duty in themorning. I am so mad.