:: Oh, Look, A Tumbleweed ::

:: Wednesday, October 28, 2009 ::

Hmm, what have I done in the past two months.

My film went out. That was. . .rough. The second weekend was just miserable and I don't feel like rehashing it out here. I'd prefer not to remember. Just know that involved maybe no more than seven hours of sleep over a four day period, directors and DPs throwing out shot lists, directors and DPs then telling you to start dressing locations they never told you you'd be able to see, getting a devastating cold the night before the last day, and sleeping in a tent with a guy I like.

A guy I like who was straight, I should mention. Not that you couldn't predict that.

I told that guy I liked him. Which is kind of positive, I think. It just got to the point where I felt like I should start being more daring, more adventurous. This is my final year of college, after all. So, yeah. He took it pretty well, I guess. Said he was flattered and felt like he should apologize for being straight, etc. It was cute. Certainly the next best option after him revealing he secretly felt the same way about me. At least the reaction wasn't "Hoo boy, let's back away from the crazy gay man" which is what I was pretty much expecting.

Anything else interesting? My birthday, I suppose. It was lame and spent in Love Valley. Cara and I did go to the incredibly seedy Love Valley bar, which was kind of cool. And then Lillian bought me a cake the next day.

This must feel like the most blase blog entry ever. I guess it kind of is.

:: Nick Wednesday, October 28, 2009 [+] ::