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December 5th, 2010

She was around two years old, that age where children thought, if they covered their eyes and couldn’t see you, you couldn’t see them. It was a strange age for a vampire.

Her minder, a tall, slender woman—her mother before, perhaps—seemed barely able to rein in the tike, who tried to bite anyone who passed: a dog, the man holding the leash, women in skirts, their exposed ankles enticing. She caught me watching her and gave me a faint smile, a bit of fang showing.

Kids these days, she seemed to say. What can you do?

June 23rd, 2009
I’ve learned not to get my hopes up about seeing this guy. The first time I met him, I wasn’t expecting him at all. And when we were supposed to hang out together again, and I wanted him to be there, he didn’t show up. So when my friend says everyone is hanging out this Saturday— which means he may possibly be there— I’m trying to think to myself not to worry about if he’ll be there or not, what I’ll wear, what I’ll say, or if I should bring my gum and lip gloss.

I’m really trying.
And failing.

April 11th, 2006
11:23 pm. Woke up from a nap after a 6am call time and a 3am sleep last evening. Watched Bottle Rocket for the first time and it is an endearing movie, no matter how cloying Wes Anderson is. Tomrrow up at 5:30 am ish to make it to Jones Beach by 7am for a shoot on the beach. So my schedule is a bit topsy-turvy this week. Same thing for tomorrow. Rest will come Friday whence I may again tackle the Sandblast DVD problem. I expect only the best in the end and will again sacrifice timeliness to get quality.



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