pinhead66

I didn't quite realize how long it has been since I updated my journal.

I also didn't quite realize recently how much of a forhead I have.

Anyway, I have been working alot. Working at Lip Service ain't my ideal job being that I need to be up at the ass taint crack of dawn. But at least they are easy going when it comes to me going on auditions. Still I am strapped for cash. That Michael Bay movie I did extra work on blew. I ended up walking off set and gave them the proverbial fuck you. If anyone goes to see "The Island" when it comes out in theaters over the summer, you may see me. I'm one of the clones that get sent to the giant incinerator. Still, Michael Bay is a schmuck.

I have a feeling that I am going to like the new Beck CD more than the new NIN which makes me feel weird. Either I have matured in a way I hadn't expected, or maybe Trent has mellowed out. Why can't he make another Broken? The new Beck CD is awfully good. It surprised me because I'm not too into him. But then again I am a bit fan of The Dust Brothers so no wonder.

I got to clean up my small ass closet of an apartment this weekend and am feeling better about the place. My mother got me this doormat that has flamingos on it. It goes with this sorta rat pack/ las vegas motif of my apt. But I have to keep reminding myself ot this because sometimes when I come home the doormat looks a bit gay.

What would Sinatra think?

Um I ran into Robert Blake at Trader Joe's last week. That was weird. I mean, murderers need to shop to. But it was just weird. He's a very small man and it was crowded and he literally ran right into me. He was very nice and shy about apologizing. I kinda felt bad for him. The court system found him not guilty and the man should have the right to go shopping for food, but he still looked very uncomfortable and got out of there really fast.

Saw Sin City last night....and the night before. It wasn't that I was planning on seeing it twice. It just kinda happened. Two different friends wanted to see it...the second friend just kinda sprung it on me yesterday and I wanted to see them so I thought what the hell. It is an awsome movie. Redeemed the time I wasted on The Ring 2. I need to look into Frank Miller's work. I never really read graphic novels or comic books but this movie was so me.

Hey

Hey I'm hungry.

And fucking horny as all hell but when am I not?

The level of sexual frustration in my life has been slowly increasing. It sucks.

Mmm....sucking.

Ok I'm just frickin babbling now. I need to get some food and then transcribe a scene from All The President's Men for my acting class since once again I am doing another scene that Dustin Hoffman did.

Young Jewish Man = Young Dusting Hoffman?

I dunno.

Would someone just pity fuck me already?



Aw hell, I'll settle for a grope.