Friday, October 17, 2003

this desert of iron and cement is an island

I got my film back from the NY lab today. It was like Christmas - I tore into the AbEx envelope and breathed deeply from the can, undoubtedly killing countless braincells. I was anxious to get editing so I could work on it while at the hotel. After my radio show I hit the lab and started going through the footage. Every single frame was completely out of focus. I'm not incompetent, my vision is just awful. Meh. Over the past two weeks I've neglected so many different things: my plants, my health, my diet, my classes (barely showing up at all). I need to dig in and get my house in order. *love, ryan.

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