NOTE TO SELF

just wanted to note about this dream i had about cats and people turning into cats. it was really scary.

but i woke in the middle of it...but i went back to sleep to continue to scare myself...

which i thought was weird.

awesome dream though.

crazy.

the 6th element

here are some interesting links that've ive read while googling the word "why?" and various other things....

crazy

sexy

cool

sponge worthy

I'm 22 years old, and all i know how to do well is drink. It's one of the few things i feel completely comfortable within normal conversation with beings outside myself and my small group of friends. It's pretty sad. I can't talk about music, nor movies, nor books, nor televsision, nor women, nor food nearly as well as I can speak about booze.
I've been bored far too much, and booze has filled the void so incredibly well. Now that my time in institutions(college) and prisons (junior high) is over, I don't have the same problems with boredom. Theres plenty of things to do, and a lot of things i want to do....more than drink. And slowly these ideas are coming to fruitation in my day to day habbits of living.
I'm learning a lot despite not being in school. I suppose this is what they call "experience," which is apparently just learning without the institution.
Makes me think I could have started this earlier. 22 sounds old to me still. I think I could have started "experiencing" things way before 22. I think I could have started working on things (media things) when I was like 15. Sadly there is not a huge difference between my personality with the 7 years age difference. I "know" more...and I've definitely "lived" more. But wow...what a lack of "experience."
But despite this feeling like I've gotten a late start, I wouldn't trade it for all the booze knowledge.
'cause i like that shit.

But much like masturbation addiction, alcoholism subsides with age....hopefully

recovery

ok....finally i have revived in the internet in my room. Its what....october....
2 months its been.
wow.
But im now "online" again.

In case you dont know...im quitting my new job at Manuel's Mexican Cuisine and my internship at 501 post, to go work on a movie in Mexico with some people I met on the internet that are from New York, for 600 dollars for the entire month of November, in addition to food and a bed for the month.
It's still poverty....but this has got to be like, the funnest poverty ever.
Hopefully I'll learn some skills and be able to make money at this one day.

Im also writing a script of which I now have about 30 pages...which is no where near complete....but it's basically one of those "prodigal son comes home" movies...but with more black humor....and a lot more sex.

Hopefully ill finish it.

Since Ive abandoned the idea of a daily log of everything I do (my livejournal)...i was thinking about revamping it to cover my diet. A food log.

seems more interesting to me....and a lot simpler.


also...Kevin Smith is filming Clerks 2 as we speak.