Enjoy My Show With ChadZy cruising through international waters, the albatross of Filler-Friday has been squarely strewn around the collective neck of PBC's other half. Given free rein over the HVX, and an apartment full of stuff that isn't ours, Brett, and I, look to fill that post-Captain S void, with some serious, vaguely homoerotic man-palling. We've no regard for ceramics of any sort. High-five!
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Current Mood:Sweaty Current Music:Ducktales Prototype NSF
Quarterly Review A tenuous counterpart to it's source material, the adaptation stands as a lackluster addition to an otherwise unremarkable series, and should not be considered canon. That being said, it is wholly worth a view.
Poignant Observation Completing java based banner games has become a considerably more arduous task, while the rewards for doing so have, more oft than not, become less desirable.
I really wanted that free ringtone too.
Current Mood:Punched Monkey Current Music:www.pbc-productions.com
Production Status- Assisted We wrapped the shoot today, and thus ends my first foray into film work. The whole thing was a great learning experience, and though it wasn't for pay, I would certainly do this sort of work again. For the first time in a long time I've been pressured to get things done, communicate with people, hunt stuff down, and lift heavy objects outside of a gym-type environment. That, and they feed me. I haven't eaten this well since I moved in. City living's really kicked me into gear.
It's been a long day, and I just got called in to do an extra day of PA work. It feels great to be helping these people out, just because I can, and they let me know how much they appreciate it; the director assured me that I was doing a mitzvah. I guess this means I have to wake up extra early tomorrow. I'm out, like the gout.
Brooklyn: A Misnomer Moved down to Brooklyn, and figured it drastic enough of a change to my daily life to alert the Internet. I'll be subletting for a friend throughout April, while he's on tour. Thinkin' I'll utilize this time to procure a more permanent place of residence, and whore myself out for free PA work. I've already a gig lined up for the next two days, and I'll be sure to hit up Craig's List for future employment. This workhorse needs a ride. Somebody ride me, please.
Since we're on the subject of whoring and metaphors, I figured I'd bring up MySpace. To be more specific, I figured I'd bring up myMySpace. That's right, my inner voyeur got the best of me, so I went ahead and got me a space. I tell myself it's for networking, but I'm sure I'll spend a fair amount of time perusing through pictures of friends' friends' friends' whatnot.
I've now stayed up far too late, re-rendering a video in iMovie, and need to lay this little white box to rest.
Zero Tolerance Policy Guys, I have a new personal policy regarding guff. Henceforth, if I find myself in a situation where guff is prevalent, I am poised to take none of it.
Current Mood:Guffless Current Music:Buddha-Bar 5 - Emma Shapplin 'La Notte Etterna'
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