Wow its been a long week.
Been up at the crack of noon for like a week, and been going to bed at about 3-4 in the morning lately, its an early time to get into my depression, I just want winter to be over already (Yes I know it hasnt even started... shutup)
But yeah so im now all but like 3 to 4 scenes away from being done with the first draft of the first act. I've made some headway with the thing, we have some outragiouse (SP) scenes that are going to be hard to shoot. Not to mention hard to get our actors to do them on camera.
I dont know how much logisticly were going to have to cut, but we've got at least 30 to 40 minutes of screen time devoted to the first act, the second act is probably only going to be about 20 to 30 at the most, and the 3rd act is going to be even shorter, probably about 20 if that. We Have much to write, and not very long to write it in if were going to make out august - sept. shooting dates.
We also need actors, which we are going to procure during the summer and this winter, along with sound guys, camera operators, and makeup artists.
So yeah, its turning into an awesome experience, and we havent even finnished the script yet.
Whoot!
*passes out from exhaustion*

Yep im still alive, and im still working on Ghouls Feast.
Yep Still working...
Yep

Well we are now looking into trying to get our scripts (Bryon's and My) out to this production co. out of The Cities Called [link] Not For The Squeamish Productions, [link] We havent quite contacted them yet, but we think there going to be able to help us produce some of the crap that Brains and I have been putting off getting going for the last couple of years. I think that if we get off our asses, that we could actually do something we like doing. or maybe just to see our names in big letters on a TV screen. well whichever, i think well get' er' done.. ha ha ha... hopesfuly my lil sissy still wants to be a zombie, maybe even "grains"
Ta ta

Well its freakin weird but it seems the best stuff that I did was when I A: had a compy to flock around on, and B: so damned depressed I wanted to kill everyone else so that i could kill myself. So what does that tell you, well, just that I need a computer *hint hint* and that if i had a computer, that i need to be homicidaly suicidal, Yeah so then i can make ... stuff... better.... or whatever, the wierd thing is is that all of my recent fav.s have been from my Qotsa series and my Volta series and also my stupid System of a down wall papers. BUT NO ONE WANTS TO READ MY WRITING... I freaking went to school and aced my creative writing, and also was fairly ok at english, but i was the damned best in grades in my graphic design class. well whatever, READ MY WRITING BITCHES!!!!! I COMANDD YOU!!!!

I am no longer the cheery fruity self that I once was, Im getting back to that place that I was, back, way back to when i joined in the first place.
I feel as though my life is unraveling like a blanket, and its all just simply comming apart. I mean yeah change is good and everything, but for someone whom change severly upsets my life its not good, and on top of that all the things of which im not to speak of, well there getting me down, and the only reason i can not speak of them is cuz my sis watches my site, yea im talking to you sisy. anyway, im not going so well, im going to look into counciling or maybe therepy or someother bullshit that is just a bandaid on a gunshot wound.
I just want to fall asleep for like a couple of years, i mean i cant drink or smoke away my pain so i just hafta fucking deal with it, and its getting to much to deal with.
But whatever no one wants to hear my moaning and complaining, so i guess i sign off.
Ta