Memories of the Future

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Wednesday, April 13, 2005

This morning I feel weird, almost free, but crazy. Its like I can do anything. I'm unstopable. I've probably just lost it again.
Last night I made myself go excercise for the first time in quite a while. I did 30 minuites of run/walking, mostly walking but I will get better.
I had good dreams last night but can't remember anything about them now.
I'm tired of telling the ICON story and I don't know how interesting it was anyway so I'll leave it be for now.
Wait let me retract that for a sec. I did acquire a copy of Hilbilly monster and get my program book signed by the director or someone like that. For those of you who don't know, and I'm guessing thats all of you, Hillbilly monster is possible the worst movie ever made. I know what you're thinking, no, it couldn't be, worse than "I-robot", worse than "Bridget Jones, the edge of reason", worse than "I'm gonna get you sucker". Oh yes, it is and then some. It is a marvel of filmmaking stupidity and this is comming from some one who loves bad films and will some day make his own. Simply put its so bad its just undescribable. Saying that I do invite any and all to stop by and have a watch with me, though if you can some how coordinate I'd appreciate it because I don't know how many times I can sit through this film.
Its just excitement beyond beleif.

In the world of science we're western blotting again, fun fun fun. Oh and yesterday I find out that the guy I was planing on spending the next few years with eithor dosen't have a slot for me, or wants some one else, or maybe just dosen't like me. Who knows. And I find this out from another professer not even the guy himself. This is frustraiting beyone beleif. Now I need to find someone new to work with which is a big pain in the ass.
Ugh.

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