January 2010
20 posts
We have a movie, folks!
“Ok I just encountered some drunken sea lions & got them to sign a contract agreeing to star in (but waive their rights to) our new version of Daylight. They don’t seem like very professional actors, but you’re a good editor. Also, we may need to bathe them. It’s going to be JAWESOME!!”
- I love my friends.
Catching up with friends...
Me: aren't hobbies great?
Her: I know! I can't imagine how I lived before! What did I do? Just sit around and try to get laid? Oh, tomorrow I play a crack addict and a slut. That's not typecasting, right?
Sometimes I miss L.A.
So far today I’ve seen three blog posts discussing various friends’ artwork/design stuff. I wasn’t surprised that “playful” and “trippy” were common themes describing their work.
What Does Your Adult Cartoon Character Say About... →
An excerpt from a friend's facebook note
Someone asked Daddy if he wanted a boy or a girl. “Duh, a boy,” was his resposne. “What if it’s a girl?” someone asked. “I don’t want a girl, that’s gay.” Now, I’m legitimately afraid for the unborn child, especialy if its genetalia proves unpreferable to the father. Most would consider the act of reproduction to be a predominately...
Where's my medal?
I just threw a party in D.C. without leaving SF.
Reading Devin Coldewey's CES coverage makes me... →
What I think about whenever I go to Bloomingdales
Just in case you forgot, getting down on one knee with a ring doesn’t count. I only consider marriage proposals offering a carton of fabrage eggs and waffles.
Coincidence?
Just found out that the alpha ex is engaged. This, coupled with yesterday’s 500 Days of Summer experience and revulsion to clingy guys makes me think it’s time for something new. Maybe this something new means it’s time to stop avoiding commitment (but not fall into something just for the sake of it).
Truthfully, I have no idea how to go about that. Instead of figuring it out...
At...
479 miles to go until SF
35773 feet up in the air
458 mph groundspeed
I have a freaking break through on the video I’ve been editing all week. I am about to start dancing in the aisle of this plane and couldn’t care less about the crying baby behind me.
(500) Days of Nonsense
This movie is pissing me off and providing a sense of masochistic amusement that only things that mimic real life can do. I think I am watching my current romantic dilemma unfold before me. The facts are these:
Intense beginning of a relationship, check
Girl sets expectations for nothing serious, citing her perpetual fear of commitment, check
Things flame out with the boy going off his rocker,...
…btw so happy there’s a movie out there where the girl isn’t the hopeless romantic. MORE CHAMPAGNE please!
15 minutes into the required champagne & (500) days of summer on virgin America and I am already obsessed. And really want someone to watch this. More importantly, I want sing gigantic.
If I needed to live somewhere with friends, I’d move to NYC. Instead, I am living someplace that makes me feel comfortable myself. This awareness suggests there’s change in the air.
I have a theory: bigger the hangover after new years, bigger the change in the upcoming year. This year will be filled with lots of change.