Some little tidbits:

I got attacked by a bird the other day. That was pretty fucked up. I fucking hate birds now.

I have never been so energized by the song Thriller in my life. It was amazing. I was a little down, then a double shot of rum and coke later and an appropriately timed music cue for Thriller, and there was no stopping me from then on. Maybe it was the fact that I stopped caring or that I just loosened up. It was one of those moments where everything from then on is different... well until the rum wore off at least.

I have become desensitized to naked people from this movie I am editing. This makes me convinced that I am going to become involved in the pornographic film industry. That wouldn't be such a bad thing, I guess, except when I would have to tell my friends and family what I do for a living. Ha, that would be a good movie subject. Wait a minute...

People are ridiculous and I hate them. One must keep their ambitions in check from time to time. I know now that I gotta keep mine in check.

I still look like a werewolf. Fuck.