At the library, at a reliable computer terminal. I feel I should post while I can.
Great morning, woke up nice n early, did a spontaneous load of--
OH YEAH, NANCY MOSSER IS COMIN' AT ME SIX WAYS FROM SUNDAY TO BE APART OF THE MOVIE FILMIN' HERE.
EpicMealTime
Bike
HDTV
Resident Evil 6
This acting role
A new phone/camera/mp3 player
A new computer/laptop
A new apartment
These are things I desire.
Gotta hustle n' grind to figure out a ride to Imperial.
Get this, as I'm posting a facebooks status, toward the end of that goal, I get a CALL from Nancy Mosser. Usually you have to call THEM. I am honored.
"We are writing to see if you'd be interested in being in a scene in the feature film, "Out of the Furnace" starring Christian Bale and Woody Harrelson that will take place next week Tuesday,May 22- Friday, May 25 in Imperial,PA which is by the airport. YOU CAN DO EITHER 2 or 4 DAYS. YOU WOULD NEED TO DO EITHER TUESDAY/WEDNESDAY TOGETHER OR THURSDAY/FRIDAY TOGETHER OR IF YOU WANT YOU CAN DO ALL FOUR DAYS. This is an important and intense scene in the movie and the Director is very excited to film it. All days will start in the early morning and last 12-14 hours. WE NEVER KNOW START TIMES UNTIL THE DAY BEFORE. Pay is minimum wage for the first 8 hours and time and a half after that."
LiveBlogging? What if I published an entry early in the day and then just added to it as the day wore on? Wonder if someone who read it early, would read it again after the additions? Ah, I'm thinkin' too much. I just don't wanna do a bunch of separate entries.
UPDATE: I called and booked the part! Here's hopin' I get to be shirtless in a scene with Christian Bale. (Wait, that sounds gay. Wait, I don't care.) I'm so excited!
Thursday, May 17, 2012
Monday, May 14, 2012
MEMENTO MORI MONDAY
5:00PM wake n bake with one-hitter
curse past vish for not doing laundry yesterday and for not getting up on time today
resolve to deal
damage control
gather up laundry
go about day as normal
GOTTA GET RIDDA MORE SHIT.
GOTTA CUT THESE SANDBAGS SO I CAN SOAR.
3 loads of laundry going at the laundromat.
6 eggs, oatmeal with whole/soy, cinnamon and a banana.
Switch laundry over.
And here we are. The present.
The moment in front of the fire where no fear of predators is felt and free-thinking is allowed.
Oh yeah, a dude jogged up to catch me on the street just to tell me I had a "Fucking epic beard, man." Thanks bro, I says and was on me way.
Man oh man, I've been on so many adventures lately!
Unfortunately, one of them included walking in a rainstorm, which hurt both my phone and laptop. Phone has recovered nicely but is still slowing down with age regardless and laptop is hurtin' fo certain. His screen looks like he has digital leprosy. Poor guy. He's needing force-restarted a lot too. I don't suspect he has very long...
AND THUS, THERE IS NO TIME LIKE THE PRESENT.
You know for most people, and in my younger days, everything falling apart would be stressful and worrisome, but I've learned better. It's the Phoenix getting ready to burn out. The replacements are almost always upgrades and you learn discipline/gratitude in the interim of not having them.
About time to walk back down to the laundromat again...
I wonder if the line in front of Las Palmas street taco stand has dwindled at all... TENGO LA HAMBRE.
Ubermonster + Fruit-Roll-Up
superhero suit up
OFF TO GYM
kicked gym's ass
Came home.
Hillsprints.
Protein shake.
I'm in a Ghibli mood, I have the mind to hook up my PS2. I need to get my PS3 fixed and join the age of 1080p.
Boy this is rambly-pambly and disjointed, but you know what? With my computer not cooperating very nicely, I gotta post when I can.
Time to eat an avocado and some cottage cheese and turn in for the night.
Oh, by the way, -YOU- are the Dancing Queen.
curse past vish for not doing laundry yesterday and for not getting up on time today
resolve to deal
damage control
gather up laundry
go about day as normal
GOTTA GET RIDDA MORE SHIT.
GOTTA CUT THESE SANDBAGS SO I CAN SOAR.
3 loads of laundry going at the laundromat.
6 eggs, oatmeal with whole/soy, cinnamon and a banana.
Switch laundry over.
And here we are. The present.
The moment in front of the fire where no fear of predators is felt and free-thinking is allowed.
Oh yeah, a dude jogged up to catch me on the street just to tell me I had a "Fucking epic beard, man." Thanks bro, I says and was on me way.
Man oh man, I've been on so many adventures lately!
Unfortunately, one of them included walking in a rainstorm, which hurt both my phone and laptop. Phone has recovered nicely but is still slowing down with age regardless and laptop is hurtin' fo certain. His screen looks like he has digital leprosy. Poor guy. He's needing force-restarted a lot too. I don't suspect he has very long...
AND THUS, THERE IS NO TIME LIKE THE PRESENT.
You know for most people, and in my younger days, everything falling apart would be stressful and worrisome, but I've learned better. It's the Phoenix getting ready to burn out. The replacements are almost always upgrades and you learn discipline/gratitude in the interim of not having them.
About time to walk back down to the laundromat again...
I wonder if the line in front of Las Palmas street taco stand has dwindled at all... TENGO LA HAMBRE.
Ubermonster + Fruit-Roll-Up
superhero suit up
OFF TO GYM
kicked gym's ass
Came home.
Hillsprints.
Protein shake.
I'm in a Ghibli mood, I have the mind to hook up my PS2. I need to get my PS3 fixed and join the age of 1080p.
Boy this is rambly-pambly and disjointed, but you know what? With my computer not cooperating very nicely, I gotta post when I can.
Time to eat an avocado and some cottage cheese and turn in for the night.
Oh, by the way, -YOU- are the Dancing Queen.
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