Sixteen Degrees to Reality

Love, love, love.

It is great to finally let your walls down, isn’t it? It’s been more than great with the Maverick, but I’m cautious now, very much so. Valentine’s this was unconventional, celebrating it during lunch, which wasn’t something new. Had coffee at Starbucks, as usual, hung out with Tom and Fatso, and saw Something’s Gotta Give at my house.

Isn’t it a shocker to realize what being close to perfection is?

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Tuesday was the only day I was free, thank God. I think it was the only free day i had since the start of 2006. Each day is spent running around the campus, shooting and tapings everywhere, paperwork, lots of it… It’s… frenetic.

That’s what it is.

I need a massage. Badly.

But that doesn’t fit my schedule right now.

Love, love, love.

It is great to finally let your walls down, isn’t it? It’s been more than great with the Maverick, but I’m cautious now, very much so. Valentine’s this was unconventional, celebrating it during lunch, which wasn’t something new. Had coffee at Starbucks, as usual, hung out with Tom and Fatso, and saw Something’s Gotta Give at my house.

Isn’t it a shocker to realize what being close to perfection is?

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Tuesday was the only day I was free, thank God. I think it was the only free day i had since the start of 2006. Each day is spent running around the campus, shooting and tapings everywhere, paperwork, lots of it… It’s… frenetic.

That’s what it is.

I need a massage. Badly.

But that doesn’t fit my schedule right now.

The day was pretty much wasted.

Waking up almost two hours after your alarm went off, there wasn’t much time to organize your thoughts regarding what and what not to bring.

Resulting therefore, in a wishful thinking of being able to Apparate, instead of walking all over Recto, riding the train, going back home, and back again.

Only to realize that the video editor who made us wait for 2 hours decided to pass his job to his wife, whose job description was unknown, and somehow isn’t trustworthy of the 300 bucks we’re laying on the table.

A switch of slippers, eight isaws, two bottles of C2 and the company of three other drained, heavy-footed girls were what made the day NOT useless.

And the feeling of having some big guy to hold on to, while on the verge of tripping ungracefully on the flat, wet, cement floor.