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Not much has really happened, at least anything exciting. I went to Palio's off Hawthorne and started hammering out another film script. This new one is about a paramedic in Portland. It's titled "12th & Ash" but that might change.
I seriously have done nothing but sleep in till 2pm everyday. It's very sad. I'm a lazy bum and I've had nothing to do as of late. I just go to coffee shops, read, play settlers of catan, or watch ninja warrior on tv. I don't know what to do with my life and I've only been out of college for two weeks. I'm waiting for something to happen, but what I'm actually waiting for is me getting up and looking for a job. I don't want to work. Simple as that.
Yeah so this is the point where I start to ramble, so I won't say much more than this. Somebody please give me a call or write me. I'm bored out of my mind. I'm getting desperate. Alright, it's late and I'm going to bed now. Peace out friends.
Here is some inspiration music for today:
"I Will Possess Your Heart" by Death Cab for Cutie
Everything off Figure 8 by Elliott Smith
"July, July", "Leslie Ann Levine" by The Decemberists
I can't believe the weekend is already gone. It always seems like as soon as Friday is here, it's Sunday, and I have no idea how quickly time flies by. A lot went down this weekend, so here's the recap:
Friday - I left for a rollicking good time at the beach with some friends and staying at my parent's beach house. A great combination of things so far. There were only 4 of us including myself on this night, which was still cool. We played Super Scrable, a larger version with Quad-ruple scoring words and letters. Yeah insane. A few words thrown around: Gobbet, Queer, Neutered, Damned and even Hot Date. You had to be there let's just say. We played some Rock Band and killed it. With just four of us there, we were worried that no one else was gonna show who said they would. But luckily, my friend Kersti made an appearance and then things got rolling with Balderdash, and that game made me laugh till I cried. We learned some interesting words like: Twangdillow, Queezmadam, Habboob, Malshave, and Holluschick. Yeah. Totally awesome words and I know what they all mean but I'm not gonna tell you. We had an amazing cook-out with hamburgers and hotdogs and they were straight-up sexy good. Friday ended and Saturday began with me playing guitar on Rock Band till 5:30am. My fingers still hurt, even now.
Saturday - Went to the Bakery to eat some delicious maple bars and cinnamon twists. Kersti left kinda early, around 3pm, but after a playing Phase 10 dice for a bit, more people showed up! A few of us were drinking Irish Car Bombs and got a buzz going. I was feeling good and staying level, while trying to annihilate everyone at Phase 10 dice (much better than the cards). I think I won with 485 points racked up. After that, we killed it with another round 'o Balderdash. Words this time round were: Grandgousier, Tarctate, Mushfakar, and I can't remember any others. The bombs had too much an effect on me and I sort of ruined the game. We decided Apples to Apples would be more suitable for our large number and it was a grand game indeed, like up to 8 people playing. Real fun. So Saturday was awesome, although later in the night and probably closer to Sunday, shit went down. A couple of our party were drunk and not thinking straight and tensions were confused unintentionally. One of our number had decided to up and desert us and walk alone on the beach. We had no idea where the hell he had gone and our thoughts turned towards the more dangerous and I had to be the one to yell out his name and run around aimlessly in the dark searching in vain for him. He ended up coming back with a free surfboard that he had found lying on the beach. Whether that's credible or not I have no idea. So yes, a crisis was avoided that night. I'll just say that for some people who are inclined towards depression, alcohol doesn't help. I assumed everyone was having fun, and I guess to a certain extent they were.
Sunday - Basically this was our French Toast breakfast/lunch and clean-up day. I woke around 8am to get some milk for my cereal from the local Mariner's Market. I couldn't get back to sleep after sleeping on the floor of the living room in a giant communal bed shared by five people. It was a blast. All of it. The awesome board games, the Guinness, Whiskey, and Drunkeness, Balderdash absurdity, Rock Band, Absolute Sober Terror, and Stupidity of it all. The Beach Times was a success, at least in my opinion. Sure, I know some of my friends shouldn't be drinking that much, but I can't tell them they can't do it if they wan't to. I want people to have a safe, fun time. And in the context of this weekend, we had all those things. We didn't drive anywhere. We're all good, and that's what matters. I want to do this again and I will.
It's funny that since starting this I was all excited and posting back to back for two days then stopped, so this is me making up for it with an over-long one. This is three days worth of blog so chew on it for a bit and savor it. Oh, this weekend trip and the blog I used to talk about it was influenced by:
"The Old Showstoppers" by The New Pornographers
Richard Swift
"Big Holiday" by My Morning Jacket
"Easy Plateau", "Mockingbirdsing", and "Halloweenhead" by Ryan Adams
"Florida", "Dashboard", and "Missed the Boat" by Modest Mouse
"A Song for Milly Michaelson", "Daedalus", and "The Earth Isn't Humming" by Thrice
