tedbedlam

Got into a fight with the under-boss today because I asked him to do his job and count down the drawer. Twice. This after two times of him fucking up with beast-who-won't-be-named working and having money missing with me biting the bullet at the end.

I can't stand this fucking incompetence. The guy is my friend, really, but I can't lose my job because he...
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Everything except my DVD collection, beer glass collection, video games, camera equipment and computer are all boxed up and set to go to California.

6 months until I start an entirely new life free of this shitburg with several grand in living cash saved plus new full-HD, lens-capable video equipment. I'm not exactly "excited" but I do feel very prepared and ready for something I've...
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I have a crush on Pamela Adlon, and there's nothing you can do about it. I also have a crush on Setsuka and she is wise to do nothing to encourage me. Pamela Adlon on the other hand... rowr.

If anyone really knew me, they would give me a hug, if a girl, we would make love, put eternal sunshine in the player and wait until I'm distracted and put two in the back of my head. I can only remember being happy. Now there is only potential - for better or for worse. Tonight has been an okay night.

Eight or nine arraignments, one jury trial plea, three days of jail, 40 hours of community service, one DUI class, one DUI course, one drug and alcohol evaluation, one drug test, 6 months of (guh) alcoholics anonymous, about five or so thousand dollars in expenses, countless bullshit lectures later and I am finally on my way to the end of my bid in this shitburg...
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Team Cinephiles Anon submission to the 24 hour film race in Atlanta 2010. Created in 16.5 hours by Theodore O. Lawrence and Nick Bilz, this video chronicles the consequences of pooping, not pooping and food that makes you poop.

TINY TINY ME

The inner light, every light, my light has gone out.
Fistfuls of dollars for a few dollars more,
I cannot understand the equation and compound
but I manage to manage the numbers.

Small, hopeless fists on brute, cartoon arms.
I think so often of such terrible things.
If I thought you could help I would ask I would sing.
A gun and...
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What a shitty fucking shit lick week. And around every turn the police want to thwart me even when all I want to do is create free video footage for them in return for being able to use it in my portfolio. they want it free AND unavailable to the public. Working through four different fucking organizations over forty hours of phone interviews and in...
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I get a remote hope that maybe I can finally leave this fucking state and Georgia sends a god-damned rat bastard spider to bite me in the foot. It's horrendously poetic. Should be fine though, went to the emergency room, got checked out and given some pills. Feels kind of like the beginnings of an acid trip except with a giant, swollen foot, a numb...
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Found out second hand (will check with my legal advisor) that it could easily be possible to serve out my probationary period in another state. This is huge for me. If this is so, I could be leaving Georgia within the next two months. I can be healthy again. And soon.