I rearranged my room so I can work in there!

I read through my outline for one of my classes and found that I had an essay to hand in before Spring Break. But the thing is, on that class before break, we were going to watch Road to Perdition and I had stayed up the night before... doing something extremely urgent. I forget, now, what that was but even in documentary filmmaking (the class before Road to Perdition class, Film and Novel), I wrote out another assignment for yet ANOTHER class that had to be done before noon. In short, I totally forgot THIS essay and... stuff.
But I suppose this is the kind of thing that happens the weekend before classes start up again.

I need to shoot a quick info. loop for the Family Crisis Center in town. I'm not all too sure what to use for footage, but I will need people to (I think) stare into the camera. Does anybody want to stare into a camera for me? Anybody at all.

Also, I need to make a few hundred dollars by the tenth of next month. Any serious ideas at all? I know. I know. Jeremy already told me that I could sell myself and, believe me, if I could, I would be all over that. Or, rather, I'd make it available for others to be all over that (me).
*Alvin picks up phone*
"Hello? Tonight? A necktie? You're going to have to supply that for me... okay. No, I can tie it, I just don't have any at my place. Okay. Yeah, I can do a British accent but... well, no... it's just, um, you know I'm asian right? Oh. OK. Yeah. Well, personally, I think Indian girls with British accents are really cute, but it's not... yeah, no it's not a big deal. I see what you're going for... no, I don' t know any asians with British accents but it's completely possible. No I can do it. I can do it. I'm telling you, I can do it. OK. Yeah, pick me up - I don't have a car. Oh hey, the accent will be another fifty. Bye! "

Man, that would be so sweet.

I'm going to write the rest of this blog in a British accent.

The bloody cold has returned to our humble town. It's poppycock. Utter poppycock. And this lovely tomahto plant that Jeremy brought over will need to stay under our humming lights. A rubbish situation for such an elegant beauty here, on my kitchen table, surrounded by faux-wood grain walls and a linoleum floor from the worst part of the seventies. Tea and strumpets, gov'nah and so forth.

Seriously though, today felt like the beginning of autumn - which I love, maybe the best of the times of the year - but isn't this supposed to be the time of year when the sun brings the green out of the skeletal landscape so that everyone wants to fall in love? Won't that give us that last extra push to kick the end of the semester in the head and finish strong? Days like this make me want to stay in with a cup of coffee and read.

And I did. It was great. I've got tons of things to read and I made some considerable progress today.

Even so... having a terrific day of reading cuts out every other thing I also need to catch up on ie. photo, writing (ah shit!), video work, film marathons, cooking stuff, compost and the other things on my constant to-do list that I keep beneath the floorboards.


100milediet.org
One of the great references from Lady Kingsolver.