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May 31, 2009

when you're a jet...

When do you find yourself rubbing motor oil and dirt all over guitar strings at 3am?
When do you find people telling you to roll up a car cover and then 2 seconds later tell you to put it on again?
When do you walk around falling down houses and almost fall through the porch putting fake scotch in a real scotch bottle?
When do come home at 7am covered in motor oil, dirt, diseases, and grass?
When do tons of people stand around watching a little kid laying on the side of a road with (fake) blood all down his face?
When do you watch 20 guys take turn flirting with the same three girls?
When do you get really, really, excited about finding the exact glasses you need in an abandoned house?
When do you rip mailboxes out of the ground at 5am and no one is even impressed?
When do you have to keep tabs on the liquor so that the talent doesn't get too drunk?
When do you work from 6pm-6am for sandwiches and bit-o-honeys?


When you're a film student.

1 comment:

E. said...

Today: haircut. lunch. dentist. missionary splits with the sisters. office marathon? dinner. bed.

Wishing I were as cool as you.