I'm snowed in for the night. I almost wrecked twice triving home...So fuck Pekin.
I'll prolly update 2-3 more times during the night.
***UPDATE #1***
It's finally Tuesday--i think that's how you spell it. there's a calender sitting about five feet away, but i'm not wearing glasses and all i can see is Tsquigglesquggleoften.
there's also a dictionary sitting within arms reach. But i'd have to dig it out from under a couple copies of PSM and a bill i havent paid in a year--oops.
My first attempt at spelling it came out as: Teuseadye. That's not even close.
Whenever i dont know how to spell something right off the bat i just let my fingers do what they want.
I think of the word, i imagine it, and i let my finger's work it our for themselves.
I hope some sort of memory still lies from the last time i typed whichever word i cant remember.
But my fingers came up with "Teuseadye".
as far as i can tell, it's some algamation of Tuesday, pseudo, and dye.
Anyway, Monday's over. Finally.
Greg's gonna be moving over to 3rd shift in a couple of weeks. I promised i'd drop by and hang out.
UIC is kinda spooky at night.
The last time he was on 3rds i was allowed to walk the grounds with him.
The machine room...
The library...
The labs...
All very Resident Evil, all very Silent Hill.
So i'm gonna bring my camera(s) and get some good shit that i can maybe edit into another creepy vignette.
Lt. Steve, the main guard, said i could film on the schools property when i go to shoot the still Untitled short. Exteriors only, though.
I might beable to use the security camera, an idea i've been tinkering with for a while.
That seems a lifetime away, though.
I still need actor-actors and a polished script. Right now, the story is still nogginwise.
Gotta go to the colleges and recruit some drama-rats.
Need to see if Atom is worth getting.
If not i need to rewrite the part.
Or, rethink it rather.
***UPDATE #2***
PREFACE: If i know something i take it as common knowledge. I never think i'm the first to think/do anything (except the Baby Powder thing...).This might be an indicator of low self esteem, i try to think of it as being humble. You know, to balance out my egotrips.
So, being as i take what i know as such, it's always a shock when i find out someone doesnt know what i know.
If that makes any sense.
With that being said, I read an article a while back about how some of the songs the Deftones put out might be misconstrued as misogynist.
The journalist caught up to CM and asked him about it, and Chino replied: I dont know what that(misogynist) means.
My head went numb for nearly a hour. I'm not expecting the boys from Deftones to be scholars or anything...but...It's not...there goes my head again...
I'm just saying, when you stand in awe of someone, and you realize that they just might be fucking idiots, it hurts.
You listening Chino?
I just brought that up because i was bumping around SG and was looking at one of the model's sets and it was really cool and artsy and i wanted to hop over to her journal to comment on it...and decided against it.
For reasons mentioned prior.
It's not that she was stupid, not by any means, but...i'd expect more. You know?
Time to lower the ol' expectations.
Again.
***Update #4***
Thinking about shaving my legs. Just up to the knees.
Noone'll notice.
The hair on my legs is blonde. Barely noticeable as it is.
In gym class, this lil fucker would tease me about shaving my legs because the hair was so fine, so blonde.
That was in JR high, High School.
I think i'm gonna shave my legs. Just up to the knees, though.
I think i'm gonna do that now.
I'll prolly update 2-3 more times during the night.
***UPDATE #1***
It's finally Tuesday--i think that's how you spell it. there's a calender sitting about five feet away, but i'm not wearing glasses and all i can see is Tsquigglesquggleoften.
there's also a dictionary sitting within arms reach. But i'd have to dig it out from under a couple copies of PSM and a bill i havent paid in a year--oops.
My first attempt at spelling it came out as: Teuseadye. That's not even close.
Whenever i dont know how to spell something right off the bat i just let my fingers do what they want.
I think of the word, i imagine it, and i let my finger's work it our for themselves.
I hope some sort of memory still lies from the last time i typed whichever word i cant remember.
But my fingers came up with "Teuseadye".
as far as i can tell, it's some algamation of Tuesday, pseudo, and dye.
Anyway, Monday's over. Finally.
Greg's gonna be moving over to 3rd shift in a couple of weeks. I promised i'd drop by and hang out.
UIC is kinda spooky at night.
The last time he was on 3rds i was allowed to walk the grounds with him.
The machine room...
The library...
The labs...
All very Resident Evil, all very Silent Hill.
So i'm gonna bring my camera(s) and get some good shit that i can maybe edit into another creepy vignette.
Lt. Steve, the main guard, said i could film on the schools property when i go to shoot the still Untitled short. Exteriors only, though.
I might beable to use the security camera, an idea i've been tinkering with for a while.
That seems a lifetime away, though.
I still need actor-actors and a polished script. Right now, the story is still nogginwise.
Gotta go to the colleges and recruit some drama-rats.
Need to see if Atom is worth getting.
If not i need to rewrite the part.
Or, rethink it rather.
***UPDATE #2***
PREFACE: If i know something i take it as common knowledge. I never think i'm the first to think/do anything (except the Baby Powder thing...).This might be an indicator of low self esteem, i try to think of it as being humble. You know, to balance out my egotrips.
So, being as i take what i know as such, it's always a shock when i find out someone doesnt know what i know.
If that makes any sense.
With that being said, I read an article a while back about how some of the songs the Deftones put out might be misconstrued as misogynist.
The journalist caught up to CM and asked him about it, and Chino replied: I dont know what that(misogynist) means.
My head went numb for nearly a hour. I'm not expecting the boys from Deftones to be scholars or anything...but...It's not...there goes my head again...
I'm just saying, when you stand in awe of someone, and you realize that they just might be fucking idiots, it hurts.
You listening Chino?
I just brought that up because i was bumping around SG and was looking at one of the model's sets and it was really cool and artsy and i wanted to hop over to her journal to comment on it...and decided against it.
For reasons mentioned prior.
It's not that she was stupid, not by any means, but...i'd expect more. You know?
Time to lower the ol' expectations.
Again.
***Update #4***
Thinking about shaving my legs. Just up to the knees.
Noone'll notice.
The hair on my legs is blonde. Barely noticeable as it is.
In gym class, this lil fucker would tease me about shaving my legs because the hair was so fine, so blonde.
That was in JR high, High School.
I think i'm gonna shave my legs. Just up to the knees, though.
I think i'm gonna do that now.
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i swear... ok maybe not
Rodger says "big expectations = big dissapointments"
your a braver man than i gungadin(?).
i don't shave my legs in winter, not because i'm a gross hairy feminist, i am but not because of that, because its fucking cold. wait till you get out of the shower with no leg hair.