Explaining Lost to Brian: ‘The people from the past dont know that the people from the future are from the future.’

Me and My Friend, We Are Not Friendly Anymore

Last night I ran into my best friend from when I saw fifteen. He was drunk and walking by CVS. We hugged and he asked me what I was listneing to. Then I asked him. He was with a drunk thirty-year-old named Chris, who was nice. He asked if I was still a film major and I said “yeah, it’s silly.” Chris yelled at me, saying, “no, it’s creative!” and I thanked him for that. My old best friend and I spent a lot of time staring at each other, smiling. We exchanged phone numbers. It was the best thing thats happend to me in Lebanon for about four years.

i've been around

I’m busy all the time. Writing a screenplay is time consuming and weird. Not making a TV show is soul-crushingingly disapointing. However:

Life is okay! I am alive! Life is okay! So are you!

Stealth Camo

Breakfast: Mad Mushroom, Lunch: Jimmy Johns, Dinner: Toast/McDonald’s. I’ll be dead in six months at this rate.

I have too many things to do. Now that I’m better at meeting people I’m always busy. It’s annyoing. But okay.