Saturday, May 10, 2003
I'm strung out on the latest digital addiction called Friendster. You can see who your friends' friends are and your friends' friends' friends and etc and etc. If I were to get really hot and heavy into it, I'd suppose that I'd start making friends with some of my friends' friends' friends, but at this point my natural reserve -- as such -- is holding sway.
In other news, yesterday after the Cal Arts Showcase screening, Betzy Bromberg, the head of the Film and Video department came up to me and said, "Jon, I hear you had a really great party last friday." Yes, you know it was a bitchin' time when the faculty are taking about it. Afterwards, we all went to the Prince in Koreatown and regaled my cohorts (whether they wanted to be regaled or not) about my ill-fated drinking contest with a group of Russians back in '98.
In other news, yesterday after the Cal Arts Showcase screening, Betzy Bromberg, the head of the Film and Video department came up to me and said, "Jon, I hear you had a really great party last friday." Yes, you know it was a bitchin' time when the faculty are taking about it. Afterwards, we all went to the Prince in Koreatown and regaled my cohorts (whether they wanted to be regaled or not) about my ill-fated drinking contest with a group of Russians back in '98.
Monday, May 05, 2003
After some ugly words from a few of BSA's more passionate readers, I've decided to actually update this thing and I'll pledge to update this more regularly in the future. Well, in my world Beautiful People, my thesis film that I've been slaving away at for an entire year (literally, I started shooting the thing a year from this friday) is finished. And not unlike sending a child off to college or putting a beloved pet to sleep, I feel a bit empty about the whole thing. Of course, I've been making up for that by binge drinking pretty much every day since last wednesday. I'm graduating, and my art school cohorts are too. The economy sucks, we are all up to our ears in debt, what are you going to do but drink.
My premiere last weekend went great. Everyone seemed to dig the film. But then again, I think that most of the people in the audience was drunk. I was. I got so nervous as the lights went now that it took me three beers just to keep from running out of the theater. That night we went to the Rendevouz, the local dive bar in town. More drinking ensued as did a remarkable amount of kissing. I probably shouldn't go into details (to protect the guilty) but a week later and that party is still the talk of Cal Arts.
My premiere last weekend went great. Everyone seemed to dig the film. But then again, I think that most of the people in the audience was drunk. I was. I got so nervous as the lights went now that it took me three beers just to keep from running out of the theater. That night we went to the Rendevouz, the local dive bar in town. More drinking ensued as did a remarkable amount of kissing. I probably shouldn't go into details (to protect the guilty) but a week later and that party is still the talk of Cal Arts.
