February 2012
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Check out the Indiegogo campaign for the film I am currently editing.
Help us spread the word.
http://www.indiegogo.com/El-Limpiador
A stiff wind is blowing through New York, bending the buildings and rustling the glass. You can almost hear it howling through the canyons of the avenues.
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Producers and landlords are quite possibly the worst thing ever. They are making my day absolutely miserable.
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There are too many good looking guys in this city. It should just not be allowed.
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That awkward moment when long term scaffolding is taken down and your commute is no longer your commute.
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Spent the night watching the African Queen.
No regrets.
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My favorite thing about this particular sunday is sleeping without my alarm turned on.
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There is really quite a high standard of body image in this world. I need to convince myself not to allow such standards to dictate the actions in my life.
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I hate to sound like a cliché but 2012 is really starting to look up.
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Beautiful.
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Currently listening the the soundtrack from A Single Man.
Like a Boss.
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Jake from the YouTube community and development team is really cute.
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Another screening. Another hour and a half of preparing myself for a critique.
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There is no delaying the inevitable anymore. I have to do my laundry.
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There are many unfortunate side effects of being human.
I won’t say that I hate valentines day, but I will say that it hates me.
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Why am I surrounded by people that have no idea what they are doing? I really can’t stand it anymore.
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I don’t think I can participate anymore in the test screenings for this film. It is the most excruciating process for me for unknown reasons. The critique after is fine. It’s just the viewing process. I think I have a ulcer the size of texas in my stomach.
I just walked passed a Ryan Gosling look alike. We made eye contact for a solid 3 seconds. It was glorious.
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I was going to try and write something romantic about the city and how it can make you feel so many different things, but then I got a craving for Ihop and forgot what I was going to write.
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Some days are just way better than others.
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The immensity of the Avenue of Americas washes over me like the abruptly warm February air flowing down from the hot white light bathing the empire state building. The vapors of a wood stove burning pass my nose and my mind is tricked into a different time. The nightly bon fire is blazing with the snaps and pops of grilling hotdogs and for the briefest of moments, I am back in the comfort of a...
Want…to…reblog….pretty…boy…picture…
Must…resist…
January 2012
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Dear tumblr.
I am so sick.
Help.
I don’t need your permission to be successful. I don’t need your condescending tone to be successful either. I don’t need your blessing to be happy and to marry. I don’t need your approval to justify my existence. I don’t need your judgment when I cry and your praise when I do well. I don’t need you to understand me. I don’t need any of you. I could cut...
My mind and my heart are having serious conflicts. I can’t even go on vacation without internal turmoil. I have issues.
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It’s raining and icy out today, so naturally we already started drinking.
Sleeping in the downstairs room to escape the snoring, the fire long since reduced to glowing embers momentarily bursts back to life, filling the room with a flickering, waning light. Then darkness again as the cold creeps in around me from the dark mountain night.