I Steal

It's a fact. We all do it. I am just man enough to admit it. And give thanks. Thanks James. You have given me a blog. I'm hip. Aduckaduckaducka. James and I are alike. Except for the being a twin thing. Although I always felt that my brother and I were twins, born five years apart. So I saw that James had a blog, and Livejournal is so early 21st century, I decided to blog it up party style. I feel an emptiness in me right now. I have been obsecenely creatively sloth. I wrote a script for a short film, and we should have shot it already if it wasn't for my stubbornheadedness. I was angry at my movie making partner and I let that get in the way of what I love to do. I see others creating, up in the Oculus, and it makes me jealous. To have a team together and be able to work whenever they want. If I want to work with my partner, I have to drive and hour or more. It sucks. "But through adversity..." Bite me! It will come back. Soon. I know it. I am working through this wicked sinus/cold/throat thing and it is making me miserable. All I can do is just stare ahead and touch the puppet head. God it feels good to just write and get out of my head. It has been too long. I needed this. Thanks James.