Tag: frisbee

today was spent in anoth­er filmic indul­gence that all too often turns into a mon­strous beast of unimag­in­able pow­er. mur­phy’s law applies to film­ing more than any oth­er activ­i­ty. i tossed the ‘bee a bit in the quad after, with my ‘roos which was a good relief for the men­tal stress that 7 hours of film­ing can cause. when the weath­er gets nice i like to turn up the vol­ume and bust out some angst rid­den tunes. right now “pos­sum king­dom” by the toad­ies. do you want to die? i’ve got my jobs for the sum­mer lined up and i just bought the orig­i­nal NES on Ebay. as for the bad kar­ma, i returned it to the store for a refund. no more wear­ing my heart on my sleeve. i’m gonna go jam somem­o­re. i’m gonna go loop­ty­doop­ty­doo unless i don’t…