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21 September 2007

I took this picture several times

Halo 3 comes out in just 5 days and I'm really excited. See?


I can't sweeten my coffee without sugar. Do you understand that? Any suggestions?

Oh, and I cut my hair.


Shut up.

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12 September 2007

Remote Command

No haircut, still. Arrgh. This is just like buying shoes. Impossible. Maybe tomorrow. A nice Orlando Bloom look. Yup.

I'm having a serious issue at home. My remote control. For a while now the 1 and the 4 buttons have been a bit... touchy. Sometimes I could just push them, sometimes I would have to mash them down. It wasn't too bad until recently. The 4 has become a bastion of rebellion, requiring intense pressure for any sort of response. And I think the rebellion has spread, because now 5, previously thought to be a stalwart supporter of my will, has begun acting up. There's no telling how far the rebellion might spread. I may have no choice but to leave the tv on at all times, if the power button leaves me. I must plan my defenses.

Things are running smoothly.

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10 September 2007

Moving Through Uncertainty

Ok, I have to be brief because ideally I'll get my haircut today. I was going for Aveda but the opportunity passed so now I'm looking at you, Hair Cuttery. Would anyone ever want to go somewhere called the Cuttery? Apparently. I'll be sure to put up the sexy pictures if they happen.

Speaking of sexy pictures, no one comments about Will Smith? Come on! This is the Willenium!

I'm trying to write. Sort of? I'm looking at a finished script that isn't... formatted correctly? I'm trying to edit out some inconsistencies and maybe make it more script-standard, if that exists. But then there's always the possibility that I'll always be working on it so I never have to test its quality. Right. I think right now we're somewhere in the middle, which is ok, because it means I'm still legitimately working. I just need to be more consistent.
I also started working on an old script I wrote as a short film in college. I've always wanted to expand it into a feature length, but I don't know if there's a whole story there. Or if there is, it has nothing to do with what I already wrote, and I need to tear up the old stuff, which feels like throwing away the map when you're lost.

Ick. Haircut is tomorrow. I was reading through Madeleine L'Engle's Walking on Water: Reflections on Faith and Art yesterday. I mentioned it a long time ago on that blog I used to have that wasn't here. She makes me think that art can be good regardless of the artist. Kurt Vonnegut says something similar. But I think there's an idea that because we are flawed, or corrupt, or self-righteous, we can't create something beautiful, or worthy, or desirable. In reality, with L'Engle or Vonnegut, the art becomes great because of what it tries to be, rather than what it is, or the artist. And I like that idea, that art and creation and the ways that we express ourselves make us greater than we are, that we can then rise above our faults without excusing them.

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