Life is falling to pieces: an illustrated journal

Life tends to suck if you let it. An illustrated journal about the way I've totally screwed up my life and (hopefully) how I'm going to get myself out of it.

Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Entry #79: Don't be confused... this entry is a month old. O_O


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Seriously though... that old man started ranting and raving about how we didn't have to lie to him if we didn't want to give him money and how it was such sacriledge to have lied to him on a Sunday and how its the one day out of the week you shouldn't lie and he just kept preaching and preaching and we couldn't go anywhere! We were just stuck in traffic under the underpass of the bridge! It was horrible. I mean first of all, he asked my boyfriend. My boyfriend has cancer and is unemployed. He has no money. Unless the man expected us to go sifting through the clutter looking for some loose change, he was out of luck. However, he refused to believe that because OBVIOUSLY if one owns a rundown work vechicle such as the van, one must OBVIOUSLY have money on them. I myself had only a little bit of cash on me, but that was accounted for regarding gas for the van and lunch for the cast. Of course, the old man didn't ask me and his lecture was all directed at my boyfriend.. but thats not the point! The guy was a jerk for jumping to conclusions and his great big lecture was based off assumptions! Plus, my boyfriend ain't christian, so I don't really thing the whole Sunday thing applies to him.. not that it would have mattered any to that guy.

3 Comments:

Blogger tanlotion19 said...

I like that picture.

4:35 PM  
Blogger A chuisle said...

filming sounds like it was really fun; i loved being in student films. you'll have to let me know when you're casting once I return to ny; I'll audition for you!!! :)

6:32 PM  
Blogger slaghammer said...

The panhandlers in my part of the world are much more friendly. I give them money every now and then but I make them promise they’ll spend it on weed or beer or whatever. I figure they are going to do that anyway and I would just as soon they do it with a clear conscience as far as my little contribution is concerned.

12:31 AM  

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