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So today i was asked to be in a metamorphosis scene with someone that i haven't worked with at all over the last 2 years. I was actually extreamely suprized. I really didn't expect it one bit. I am very excited to work with them. So i might sound lame saying this but i feel luck to be asked to work with them and i am gonna try my best to make this project work great for her vision.

Anyhoo next blog The Cap'n will be back with he's friend "slappy the hip hoppin pirate" to talk about the effects of salt water on parrots.

i am gone

Joel

a response to ceto

ps i don't smell like poo ceto.

*shakes fist*

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yeah...about that....fuckers

You know what?

They are over cabarets that is. We all did great.

Now those that think that it's cool to stay home and fucking watch movie instead of supporting the 2nd years who show up to all your shit.

Like both showings of chekhov. We had other shit to do but we came. Now Showing up to only 1 show of cabarets isn't cool either.

So support your fellow actors and stop being spoiled little fucks. Thank you to those who made the effort to come to as many as they could. I appriciate you.

So in short you can all expect a lack of support towards other things you first years are doing unless it's the select few that actually came to things.

Start making unhappy people now and you'll find "back stabbing" isn't the way to get a head.

i am gone

howdy all.

Antichrist as a Child

by James Reaney


When Antichrist was a child
He caught himself tracing
The capital letter A
On a window sill
And wondered why
Because his name contained no A.
And as he crookedly stood
In his mother’s flower-garden
He wondered why she looked so sadly
Out of an upstairs window at him.
He wondered why his father stared so
Whenever he saw his little son
Walking in his soot-coloured suit.
He wondered why the flowers
And even the ugliest weeds
Avoided his fingers and his touch.
And when his shoes began to hurt
Because his feet were becoming hooves
He did not let on to anyone
For fear they would shoot him for a monster.
He wondered why he more and more
Dreamed of eclipses of the sun,
Of sunsets, ruined towns and zeppelins,
And especially inverted, upside down churches.

love this poem learned it last year for Voice and diction.

Strangely fitting don't you think? It's kinda creepy innocent just like me.

I finally get to film my own horror film i am so excited!
i (heart) zombies.

OK back to work.

i'm gone
Joel