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SMOOCH

Friday, July 30, 2004 by Geoff


Meliss and I, originally uploaded by icupg.
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by Geoff

I'm back again. I would like to write more, but. . .I dunno. . .

Anyway it's friday night and here I am 10:49ish, freshly bathed, sitting in a beater and boxers just chillin'. I don't have anything to do, my girlfriend is down the shore, two of my best buds are somewhere across the United states, my other chap is up in CT, Hanna is probably drunk or something and my other amigo is MIA or with his lady.
I just looked out the window and the moon is bright tonight, I heard it was a blue moon, once in a blue moon.
I really, really, really, need to get my self a job. I want to act I need more acting work and I want a production job too. Last night I sent my resume to a new production company, they need a creative executive. I defiantly could do that, creative exec. involves coming up with script ideas, writing scripts, ideas for future projects. That is me. For real, on the reel. I got creative thoughts that are off the chain. Word.

I need a late pass for this one, recently I fell into Modest Mouse, they make some damn good music. Two weeks ago I bought their new album "Good News For People Who Love Bad News," awesome record. I keep "World at Large" and "Float On," on repeat, I can't get enough. And a friend gave me a copy of their last album "The Moon and Antarctica," a very sweet album also. I'm really feelin' "Tiny Cities Made of Ashes," "3rd Planet," and "Blame it on the Tetons." Every one should have a listen.

And lastly, have you ever had the feeling to be creative but you weren't sure how to express that creative thought? I have that right now. I don't know what to do. I'm not sure what outlet to go through. I want to play the drums but it's too late. Maybe this blog was an effect release. Till next time.

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The name is Geoff. Give me a job. I already have one, but I want something esle.


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