Party People,I don't even know where to begin.
I made a movie with some friends in rural Maryland. Weird.
I live in New York now. That's weird.
I'm living in an apartment by myself for the first time. (Roman Polanski's apartment trilogy runs through my mind a lot. Still weird. ANYWAY.)
For those who missed the social networking thunderstorm that was happening during production, we still have the Facebook page up, the production blog's still up, and we have a YouTube channel page thing. So eat it all up, as much as you can fit down your gullet.
Afterward, I drove up to New York from South Florida with one of my very bestest friends, Jess. She's wonderful. We lived in the dorms freshman year and we've been having sporadic adventures ever since. I'm hoping all the footage I got from the trip comes in handy soon. Unfortunately, the camera got a huge crack in it, so it's only for experimentals now. Shame.
Now, I'm in a kind of free-fall. I'm still waiting for freelance work to pick up, I'm applying to jobs left and right for copy editing or proofreading to pass the time. I've started reviewing music and media for Ink 19 again, and also signed up to be a volunteer for The Moth and for a documentary film festival, both happening in November. And next weekend I'll be heading to D.C. for the what-have-you. For ~$86, how could I say no?
What's next? Holidays with friends and other people's families! Bromance! More movies to be made! A wedding! Me turning a quarter-of-a-century old! Making my apartment a home! Crocheted beanies! Reading! Hugs!
I've missed you. I miss you all the time.
