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01/07/2005: "First of the Gang to Die"

So yeah. Break kinda got away from me, as it frequently does.

Christmas was pretty good. I got a lot of good stuff. Mostly books/movies/music. Actually that's all I got. It was a sad day in the history of Tom when christmas morning was devoid of toys, and so I had to resort to the laser pointer we got for the cat. the more noteable gifts were:

-Lies and the Lying Liars that Tell Them
The book I lent to Lizz like 5 months ago. She gave it back. Wraped up and everything.

-Paradise Lost
I put this on my list as something for a grandparent to get me so they didn't have to be embaressed buying some indie album at Barnes and Noble, but my parents got it for me. So now I have to read it. And it's frickin' long.

-Chili's Gift Certificate
My family knows me far, far to well.

-The OC Mix 2
Yes I watch the OC. No I didn't ask for this. Yes I'm glad I got it.

-NERV T-Shirt
Nerdy Anime Kid Shirt Sean got me. I love it to death.

What I'd really like for next Christmas though is time. It sounds silly I know, but we had these past two days off school becuase of the weather, and Sean/Hank/I punched out a movie in a little over 24 hours. A good one at that. If we could do that with 2 days devoid of work/school, imagine what we could do with a week, or a month!

I can hear my parents/teachers saying "Hey! You get summer vacation!" Yes we do. And during summer vacation we're expected to do summer homework, get summer jobs, and do more work around the house becuase we're out of school. I suppose that's not an entirely adequate excuse, but still, it's true. Summer's just as busy as school is, only with different crap.

The only solution I can see is that schools should begin to incorporate a more creative aspect into curriculum. When was the last time "creative writing" was a serious assignment in English class? Have your teachers ever assigned you a video essay? I suspect never and no, respectively. The consequences are that this creative energy is forced to find an outlet.

If you're lucky, this happens in a constructive manner. You end up with things like our Lab Safety Video and the most recend M30 Production, Antartctica Blues. However, I'm seldom that lucky.

My creativity spontaneously assaulted me one day while I was eating lunch. I was out by work (Butcrack of KS) and I suddenly felt this urge to go to Oak Park Mall, which I hate. But I went anyway. When I got there I immediately felt uneasy. All the trendy kids with their trendy phones and their trendy money and their trendy whorish clothing. And then I lost it. I started pretending that all the people there were zombies, and that I was the only remaining person alive in the mall. I cautiously edged my way around corners, careful not to touch anyone, lest they eat me.

I ducked into a music store, where perhaps some emo kids had curled up to cry and been left for dead. No luck. Only Dead Amy and Dead Kirsty looking at the latest Brittany Simpsatron Album. Suddenly Brigid Charles comes walking in with her notDead boyfriend Corbin. I run to them and explain my plight, and ask them if they know a way out.

It's here that I realize what had happened. I'd escaped into my own little universe, known only to me. Why? Becuase I hadn't been allowed a proper avenue to explore this thought, it sat in my head, and grew, and grew, and grew, until one it could be contained no more, and I thought it.

Maybe I'm just making up excuses for being crazy. Maybe I'm just scared about getting more crazy. Or maybe it's the opposite. Is it weird little experiances like that which keep me going from day to day? I think it is. It's sad to think that people see that as crazy. Fuck it. I've gone to emo.

That's becuase I'm pretty much out of things to talk about.

New Years was neat. We watched Fargo. Lizz/Emily/Becca hated it. Ethan tolerated it. Sean/I loved it. Then we watched Conan and 2005 began. It's weird. I wasn't settled into 2004 until about August... now it's gone. I had a New Year's Resolution to take school/college more seriously. Somehow I'm not seeing that happen. I'd also like to make the movie I've written.

Come to think of it that's not half bad. By 2006 I will have filmed and completed my movie Waking Up. This way when I don't, you can be legitimately pissed, or if I do, I can get all "told you so".

Finally, on that note, Sean/Hank/I/Anyone Else Wanting to Help are entering the One Minute Film Festival at the Westport Coffee house, Jan 11 at 8:30 pm. That's in like... 4 days. Maybe we should actually make the film.

Sorry about giving up on actual material. I decided that I'm just going to update for the sake of keeping this thing recent, rather than hoarding material for a gigantic post. If crap's happening when I update, so be it. If not, you get rambling and a good tune for the title.

This cowboy's pissed about litterng.

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Tom! That movie is awesome! I want in the next time you make another one.

Said [Sutefan] on Friday, January 7th

stephan, he didn't even mention antarctica blues.

it's not the one minute film fest movie. it's too damn long.

Said [sean] on Friday, January 7th

The critics have spoken, and "Antarctica Blues" is noice as oice.

Said [Annie] on Friday, January 7th

my favorite part of the movie was the dramatic pause when the car drove by. fargo wasnt all that bad. it just deeply disturbed me.

Said [emily] on Monday, January 10th

what's even better is when you make eye contact with someone and they think you're trying to fight them. are those zombies?

Said [josh] on Tuesday, January 11th

actually, sophomore year we had to write poems in grandma edmonds class.
she got mad when only seven people remembered to do it and made it worth 100 points.
im glad i woke up right before i fell asleep and rememebered to do it. i wrote a shitty poem about my moms sewing box. she told me it was cute and gave me 93 points.
best grade i got in that damn class.

Said [rachel k] on Thursday, January 13th