So I'm in class yesterday when I get a text message from Fawn... Work is closing. I go outside call her and talk, basically no more Job for me... I have to go look for a job for 3 months this summer... who the fuck would hire someone for only 3 months? I am stressed out and I feel like crap. In other news things with Brandy have been going absolutely wonderful. This has been the reason for my lack of updates.

There is a motherfucking Noreaster outside right now. I went home for the weekend to get my hair cut, get shoes and purchase an XBOX 360. But because of the incliment weather the xbox will have to wait :( I never made it to the mall to get it because my trip home was cut short. I came back to philly last night, watched The Thing, then went to the bar with Dave, Alex, John (alex's friend from home) and this kid named Pauly. Two rum and cokes and several beers later I left the bar (Sal's on 12th st.) Came home and talked to Dan on the phone. Then I watched Thundercats and passed out sometime around 2am. All in all not a bad night.

So for a while now I have been looking at my scripts and script ideas and feeling rather shitty about them. They always seemed uncreative, a hodge podge of other flicks that have seeped into my brain. I just got back from returning Ichi the Killer to TLA. While walking home it hit me... the act of writing a script instantly makes the script creative. I have taken a plot that was rattling around my head and put it onto paper. By creating the script, I have made it creative. I have infused my plot with my personal style. The penchant for dialog and the way the characters use words and pop culture is my style. The sometimes violent action is my style. The pace, oscillating between hyper speed and funeral procession, is my style.
The fact that I have style and that I can recognize it is a good sign. Now that I am actually feeling good about my writing, I need to finish "The Bride, The Groom and The Assassin"

So I didn't win the Canon camera from eBay. The bids got higher than I was willing to pay. I need to search around the city to see if I can find a pawn shop that might have camcorders. Perhaps I will ask Sharon about it.

I am trying to get a really cheap (and probably shitty DV or miniDV camcorder). Over the christmas break i made a 46 second flick with my digital camera (which has a movie mode). It was more of an editing exercise but it also doubled as a camera test. The camera failed. I figure I want to spend about $100 on a camcorder cause all I want to do is make some short (under 5 minute) films that I can use to hone my editing skills. I figure I am stuck in school until sometime in May and I have nothing but free time, so why not use the city to my advantage and make some short flicks.
I tried to do one of those internet scams to get a free camera but it turned out to be a lot of work. the good news is I was able to apply for some more credit cards (that I won't likely get). If I do get them that would give me a total of $3000 of credit to add to the $500 that I already have. Since I didn't actually finish the free offer I went to eBay intead. I am bidding on a Canon Elura 65. I am going to keep the cost including shipping to under $100. Since this isn't the camera that I want to actualy use to shoot a feature or a feature length documentary why would I want to pay more than $100?
If I lose the bid I will hit up some pawn shops around the city to see if I can't drum something up.
Since I will be shooting a few shorts I will starts writing 5 page scripts.
on the script writing front I started writing a new one titled "The Bride, The Groom and The Assassin" which has an opening scene written, the rest I just made a Beat Sheet for. With the Beat Sheet (which is a new process for me) I should be able to write the script out of sequence and just paste the pieces together. I'm hoping that if I treat each Beat as a short than the script should have a really fast pace.
There will be a lot of late nights in my future since I have school work plus all this other script writing to get done.

Just a quick note... I got Tattooed today. A nice band of film around my left forearm. I am very pleased with it. George (my artist) rocks. That is all.

So I've been smoke free for two whole days and I am on day three! This isn't the hardest thing I've ever had to do, but it certainly isn't the easiest. Besides the cigarette withdrawals I am also going through a slight case of Brandy withdrawals... ok... say it... fine I'll say it for you... 'Awwwwww'. Well I am listening to Dane Cook right now so I am going to wrap this up.

So since the party on Friday, my life has taken an interesting turn. If you remember, dear readers, I proposed to Brandy at the party. Well according to almost everyone in the 2009 screenwriting we are a 'couple', or an 'item', or if you will 'seeing each other'.
Saturday after the party I was hanging out at Julie's and Brandy came over, we continued our hugging to the dismay of Julie and Julianne. We ended up hanging out most of the day, had the proverbial first kiss. I went over to her place that night, we hung out. Erik and Katie and Lauren were there. Brandy, Lauren, Erik and I played Clue and I won (with a brilliant guess... Mrs White, in the Hall with the Rope). I ended up hanging out with her until Sunday morning. We parted ways so that she could go to church.
Sunday afternoon we got pizza (or rather she went with me to get pizza). Sunday night there was a study group at her place. After studying she came back here with me and we did some studying... then we "watched" MASH. The power went out cause this guy Namdi was over here filming a movie. After the power went out we just hung out in the dark. Then I walked her home.
Monday night she came over after the Narrative Cinema test and we hung out until tuesday morning.
Tuesday night I am going to the bar with Alex and Dave... a nice little send off for the three of us. Dave and I are leaving tomorrow for the Christmas Break.

Last night was fucking great. I had some people over for a "Study Group"... by "Study Group" I mean drinking and cavorting. In attendance were: Brandy, Ned, Julie, Katie, Lauren, Jen, Emily. Beer was served in addition to, Mike's Hard Lemonade, Greenapple Woodchuck and of course the Bourbon... Pepsi was also available. There were cookies and Tastycakes as well. Everyone arrived around 10pm. Drinking started shortly thereafter. Ned was given his first taste of Bourbon.
Ketchup was spilled on the hallway floor. Booze was spilled in the room (Ned licked the carpet to clean it). Ned and I went to the 'Candy Shop' and afterwards he removed a Woodchuck from my pocket. Crazy pictures were taken. I was pleasently buzzed. I proposed to Brandy, she said yes. We had a fully clothed Orgy on my bed. At somepoint we walked to Rittenhouse. We lost Brandy and Julie. Then I found them a while later, they were hiding from us. We visited a christmas tree. Lauren, Brandy and I found Santa. After all was said and done, I had given out many hugs, left many drunken messages on Bridget's phone, Carried Lauren's purse from my place down to Spruce and had some cigarettes to wash the booze down with. All in all it was the best night since I've been in Philly... although the best Day was probably today (for reasons that will remain in my head).

Today I woke up and went to Julie's to have pizza. Stayed there and hung out. Brandy, my fiance, came over she ate the last slice. We stuck together like peas in a pod. Then everyone went to a church for some food and I parted ways. I came home, showered and grabbed some McDonalds for dinner with Dave, Alex, and Namdi (a friend of Alex and Dave's who is really cool). They are shooting a film in the other room right now. Later on tonight I will try and find something to do... I want to hang out with people!.

P.S. Here are some pics of the party.

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So Sunday (that's 12/4/05 for you people who need exact dates) Julie and I went to Best Buy. She needed a Firewire port and accompanying cambles for her computer. We took a cab there. Shopped for an hour then got lunch at Wendy's. We then sat at Wendy's for nearly an hour trying to figure out how to get home. I called a cab company and they said that there was a two hour wait for a cab. We waited and tried to figure it out when Julie spots a cab outside. We run. Catch it and get home. I install the firewire into her computer. I thought that was going to be the end of my night. I go home and chill here. Around 10pm I'm in bed watching The Shawshank Redemption when my cell rings, it's Julie, she says that she needs me to be in her commercial. I agree and go over to Katie and Brandy's place. Everyone who's anyone was there including Ned, Lauren and Julianne. An hour of watching Jackass later, Ned leaves and it's time to start filming. Julie tells me to take my shirt off, I do. My role in the commercial was thus: I was to pretend I was at the beach putting suntan lotion on my chest (which is rippling with muscles). Here is the twist, the suntan lotion was really going to be Mayonaise... Hellman's... in a squeeze bottle. After a long bout of slapping myself in the face to psyche myself up I made my performance. It wasn't the worst thing that I've ever had to do (not by far) but it wasn't excatly the most pleasent thing either. The moral of the story... I will do almost anything for a beautiful woman.

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On Monday Julie calls me while I am getting ready to go to Narrative Cinema. She asks me if I am with Dan and Erik. I will probably never, ever, ever be hanging out with Dan and Erik (and if I ever am someone plese shoot me in the face). Apparently she was the victim of some stupid prank. anyway we talked for half hour... maybe 45 minutes on the phone then hung up and I went to class. The End.