Wait.  Just because, I'm at my third festival, with my ninth award, and I'm cranky from flying, but I'll have to soon to go record with an A-LIST (10 grammys, platinum records, songwriter of the year, etc) producer soon, and then to NYC to work on sound mix with the A-LIST company that's investing in my film, I FEEL like doing this.  Just listing all the people that have no respect, and think I'm a loser, and think I'm doing bullshit, and have been rude, dismissive, condescending, or even outright betraying me:

It's in code.

SC
QI
NN
OL
BL
(fwftz1 jo nz "gbjmz", obusbmmz)
BT


to be cont'd

Oh my god.  Both of you.  I know you probably think we're the same, me and your other girl.  I know you dropped me completely for a while.  I know you've never listened to my music and don't have any respect for the fact that I produced a film that's getting around and awards and possibly more.  I know I'm a loser, in your eyes.  But this year that's changed.  It's not all indie anymore.  Both film and record are going mainstream.  That's a lot into the zeitgeist.  And you know what I'm gonna do afterwards?  Drop your ass like a bad habit.  You don't respect me, Miss.  F that.

Mount Cyanide x Naama Kates x G.E. Stinson "BEAUTIFUL NIGHT"

Seriously

This one's overit
That one's not doin it
The other dropped the ball
Me, I'm just the asshole in the middle

And it's another gorgeous day, evening, a weekend even.  I've done all sorts of nonsense, errands, and nebulous works, for the last 8 hours, and I know I'll be spending it alone, inside, pathetic and sad. 

My friend is at the renaissance fair, I've just found it.  She went with her students as a field trip and they're heading back.  And it's 30 miles away.  But that sounds perfect right now.  I wanna go and be anonymous and play pretend.  I did a bit in Oklahoma but there was too much film biz and too little time....

But I got to watch their local high school's public access channel... They played the school production of "Beauty and the Beast" musical.  Amazing.

Irreconcilable...

Irreconcilable, irreparable, irrelevant, irrespective of intentions at the outset.  Out the onset. 

They don't mean to, they don't want to, they can't help it, they hate you.

They do. 

And there's nothing to ever be done about it.  Keep the Farewell Waltz at an arm's length, at all times. 

AIRPLANES, y'all.

I'm in Muskogee, Oklahoma, having fun, Wanging Chung.