Saturday, June 15, 2013

me n my mom look at old photos

dragged my carcass out of bed so i could spend 15 minutes looking at some old pictures with my mom

i think i had the shakes/tremors or restless leg syndrome from a drug i was on at the like goddamn michael j fox in this video



Thursday, June 13, 2013

sister nunchuks / writing

back in january i wrote a script for a short film called 'sister nunchuks'. its about a nun who fights bad guys with nunchuks.

unfortunately due to my ongoing battle with depression (it's not so much of a battle, as it is just me staring at the ceiling above my bed wondering when i'll stop being miserable) we have only shot maybe 10% of the whole script.

on sunday night we were back out again shooting a couple scenes for the drug deal montage (pictured above)...i think its looking pretty cool, but its hard to tell.

im hoping i will eventually start to feel better and be able to commit myself more to this project.


also, when not horribly depressed/suicidal, ive also been writing a novel.

here's a passage that i wrote last week:

"Behind the shadowy wisp of a cloud, the moon’s outline could be seen. It was in its full phase, and even though it was partly hidden, it seemed to be gazing directly at her. For a brief moment, it felt as though she was staring into her own soul. The moon was big and great -- and brighter than any star in the sky. And yet it was completely alone. No one cared for it. Man had once visited her long ago, and despite her apparent beauty, found her not worthy of his time, and left only footprints upon her delicate surface, scarring her for time eternal."