(As if looking back on film school) I didn’t go to USC to make good films. I went to USC to make bad films. I wanted to make good films. Anyone who went to film school and thinks he made only good films wasted his money.
I think my computer is psychic. The second I decide to get out of bed this morning, the monitor turns on. The only way to do that is by pressing a key or moving the mouse, both of which are on the other side of the room.
What is this greenish-brownish crap in the bottom of my Brita® filter? (On the plus side, I get 100% Vitamin C from my juice drink!)
I am exceedingly irritated at this point. I just wrote an excellent multi-paragraph entry and it didn’t make it into the database. All is lost. Maybe later I’ll have the strength to write another entry but it took a lot out of me. Grrr…. Can’t these people make a simple little piece of software do ONE THING RIGHT?!
I noticed this moth today after coming back from class—right above the door to my apartment. It’s about two inches in length.
It’s beautiful until you realize why L.A. sunsets are that color….
I just finished watching The Ring for the first time. I had to laugh because during the credits my telephone rang! I have to admit I was a little hesitant to answer the phone. It was some guy wanting Sergio. Wrong number.