Sorry for not coming online yesterday, I had a busy day.
Yeah, all that sitting in your room that you describe later in the post, I don't know how you manage being so busy.
Alicia emailed over the script for her movie. It was VERY GOOD. Definitely the best thing of hers I've ever read.
This time she hits you over the head with a bowling ball and then
sets you on fire?! Wow, that does sound good.
But there was one problem: my character hardly had anything to do!
You can't act. There's a reason why extras aren't given primary roles in films.
Me and the other stoner character aren't even in most of the scenes, and when we ARE in it we hardly say anything, we just look around confused and at one point I throw up over a cat!
You should piss some blood on him first to make him mad.
But I'm still angry. Alicia said the stoner characters were almost like C3PO and R2D2, but they are nothing of the sort. More like Jar Jar Binks, if anything! Instead of getting angry though, I decided to start rewriting parts of her script to give the stoners more to do.
Do a search for "Friends", "Dr Drake Ramoray" and "elevator-shaft".
This took about six hours, then my mom came up to my room and said she is worried about me. I haven't said this here, but I've been having some problems since I came back from my trip.
Don't worry, thousands of men suffer from the problem of erectile dysfunction.

It's nothing to be ashamed of, although we are all going to laugh at you for it.
But I've hardly left the house since I got home.
Because of the erectile dysfunction? Wow, you must have a really bad case.
I practically have panic attacks whenever I try to step out of the door. I can't face the outside world. I've been locked in here with my comics and my computer, other than when my mother has forced me to go out.
This season has gone from gay sex to agoraphobia?

I was hoping for a more interesting direction this season.
She insisted I leave the house for some fresh air, so I finally did it, even though I was only wearing socks and not shoes. I though I should go back for my shoes after about am minute, but then some kids were riding past. I panicked and hid behind a shrub.
Then I turned and ran home and got my shoes. I felt so messed up.
You should do, you hide from 8 year-olds.
Then a mad though took me, to run for Thames for comfort, now that I was out of the house. I could feel myself being physically pulled in this direction.
The lure of buttsex is a strong one, you must relinquish yourself to its power.
But instead I turned and ran home.
Aww.
I nearly knocked a kid off his bike as I did.
Serves the kid right, how dare he be out in the middle of the day terrifying grown men.
I'm not going out again until I complete this script! It is my new goal in life. I WILL make it great and I WILL make Alicia admit it's great.
By threatening her with a stone-cold stunner?
Then the movie will be made and I will have done something worthwhile again.
Yes, you will have thrown up over a cat. Barack Obama will want to thank you in person for your contribution to society.