I am on my old powerBook, because my new one is getting cleaned, (disk dr. and speed disk for you fellow dorks out there). I am going to install the new version OSX.4, pre-release... lil' excited.
Film:
Saw Transamerica at the TriBeCa film festival - it was good, suprpisingly so. I only say this because I was there, everyday, for a month, and it was the most low-budget thing I have and will ever work on. Also saw Sin City - great - and the interpeter - fine, whatever - and Cova, the something dove, that I don't want to get into.
Entertainment:
Went to the Transamerica party, filicity huffman (ala desperate housewives) and william h. macy (ala everything) were there (they are married).
News:
blah, blah, blah - nothing makes me happy, and I can't link because blogger doesn't like safari, so... nothing, there is no news, you can all go home and watch TV.
Personal:
I still don't know if someone is moving here, she hasn't called me back.
Jobs:
working on "without a trace" tomorrow, I like taking pictures, I might work on that for money.
Space:
yeah, I've slowed down, I need a personal assistant.
office of memories:
jonah and I had a lil' somethin' ta drink the othernight and shared with our roomate videos from our russia trip and then we went around reading our journal entries from 5 years ago.
photo:
people like this one.
whew, time to pay bills, and maybe get a new camera lens and bike a bit.
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Did I mention before at all that I like Chad?
Drinking was fun as it usually tends to be with Chad, but reading our Moscow journals out loud was a riot and also intense. We were so rigorous with outselves, then and now, and in different and similar ways. It was hilarious talking about how our group dynamics changed as time went on. We watched out dance final. Hilarious. And there was a funny clip where I talked and talked and everybody just listened so drunkenly and patiently and while we watched it, Chad said, "look. We loved you. we listened and loved you. and I had to stop the camera so you could finish cuz you went on so long, but I started it again when you were nearer to done, so you could at least see that you started talking and also finished... and we listened the whole time."
And it was good.
Dear Diary,
Sometimes I am sad because Chad says he'll call but he never does. What does this mean? I mean, I think he likes me but sometimes I just can't figure him out. Why must life be so cruel?
Love as always,
Anah
sigh.... sometimes chad gets too busy for his blog - yes, yes it is true, he is sad about it as well, but beer and production, unfortunately, come first. i love you all.
some more than others...
those others... don't worry, they don't read my blog anyway, so I love you, read, more than them.
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