Friday, January 11, 2002 :::

zippity doo down down...skibbidy bop bop bow badoo...yeeeeaaaaah.

ahhhh, jazz. WONDERFUL stuff...so fun...so...so freakin' good.

I'm in the greatest mood right now...and the mood commenced after i finished *gasp* masturbating in the shower. it's like...i got the evil out of me, or the "disease," as it's called in Blue Velvet. Anyway, since then, i've been in the best frame of mind...totally relaxed and...well...happy...and this jazz is so damn good. i'm feelin' that feelin' you feel when you feel like you can do a complete turn around...listen to completely different types of music than usual...smile all the time...start anew; great, great stuff.

i got all my new hardware hooked into my computer; my scanner, and my firewire card, which enables me to...(ready for this)...MAKE MOVIES. yes. i can now hook up my camcorder to my laptop and edit my footage. i'm very, very excited. drew and i are already discussing film plots and storyboards. the tentative title for our first film is "Uncle Sal." It'll be full of head-splitting action, mind-boggling mystery, tear-jerking drama and romance, and of course...our own special brand of comedy. if your interested in auditioning for a part, just let me or drew know, and we'll set it up. "VEGAS, baby...Vegas."
and melo...now, our dream can finally come true. prepare the storyboards...

college is alright...my Astronomy class looks like it's going to be extremely interesting. the subject material has already completely blown my mind. the professor explained to us just how freakin' HUGE the universe is...and man. i CANNOT fathom it. like...ugh. i forgot the measurements...but trust me...it's absolutely insane. there's no way that we're the only life existent in the universe.
my other classes are decent so far...human sexuality is attended by like...300 students, so that's pretty crazy. Film seems cool, but my professor is like, 100 years old...can't hear well...is dislexic...and is EXTREMELY fond of himself, and biased. i mentioned Requiem for a Dream to him, and i swear...i thought he was gonna have a heart attack. he thought it was an "ABSOLUTELY DREADFUL MOVIE" that he'd tried to wipe away from his mind. given his age, i'm sure he took the "drugs are bad" approach and was blind to anything else that the movie had to offer in any way. there were several other movies that he shut out that i thought were decent/good, so...yeah, i don't think i like this guy. film (to me, anyway) is art...and if it is to be analyzed, it should be analyzed objectively, for in this field, one man's trash is another man's treasure.

imunna go watch...something. maybe Magnolia. i miss everyone a whole helluvalot...hope to see everyone at the Absent show on the 25th!

-*in slightly rhaspy, whispery voice: "yeeeeahhh..."

::: posted by AJBrotz at 9:43 PM

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