Happy Birthday to me, again.
Well, it’s a very strange week.
I turn 31 today. I remember Shauna saying that 31 was horrible. I don’t think so, but I think 30 was more fun. Plus, I had the marathon as a project, which leads me to my next point…
I have also just graduated. I got an A in every class for the filmmaking, but the screenwriting remains to be seen. I have three grades coming in. That’s not the issue though; mere days after handing in my final script, I’m getting itchy for a new project. In some ways that’s taken care of, i.e. I should make a bloody movie now, but I also want to doing something new as well.
It’s like those kid’s books we used to read:
“One day, Dick and Jane were walking home from school, holding hands like there mothers told them to, when Jane said,
Let’s have an adventure…”
No sexual comments please.