Last night I realized my inner mantra is: Kitty

I apologize I havent updated. I know how annoying that can get. The past week has been great. I have no obligation except hanging around the house, sleeping, eating, watching conan with friends. I think I have to award Merry with the phrase of the week. You see we had a lot of people over the house when we were filming for Jesse's project and then afterwards we'd hang around and after awhile if someone said something Merry didn't agree with she'd say:

Get out of my house.

It's funny cuz its not true, this aint her house...although I never objected I just said, Yeah get out of her house. I believe once she said it to my mom, crazy Merry.

Also while home I discovered the BEST mug in the world. I didnt even know we owned such an amazing drinking device but alas there in the cabinet stands a mug stating, "Sun your Buns." It's from Florida. I will make sure whenever i drink hot cocoa, I use that mug for it tis beautiful.

There was lots of filming last night for Jesse's freshman film project. Lighting is such a bitch, its the thing you def take for granted and it seems like it would be no problem but it always takes longer than you think. But I really had fun, I mean how could I not? This is basically what I want to be doing for the rest of my life. Jesse had brought a couple of his SVA friends to help him out and after the shoot we went to a diner. There Matt told us that his voice was changing in the third grade. "Everyone thought I had a cold. They would ask all the time and I would say 'No...I'm fine.'" We then discussed giant checks. Tony said he would get a big one, write it out to himself and carry it around.

Also Josh and I created a new improv training game while on set. It's meant to train you not to laugh. It involves two people standing face to face. One person hits the other with a foam bat while they both attempt to appear dignified. You have to try and find your not funny place. We pretended to be Officers, Senators, and Kevin Spacey. It's a lot harder than you think. Nevertheless, I think everyone should make it a hobby. We both thought it would be extremely amusing if someone was to walk in on us doing this. We would yell at them to get out and a single tear would fall from Josh's eye as I continued to hit him with a foam bat. They would think we were insane, and they would be right.

Yesterday my dad is all, you need to update. Only thing is, my brain doesnt want to work anymore or be very creative or report on humorous things. As such, I feel I have failed my people who look forward to my antics. Perhaps I'm getting too old for this town. I am all of 19 now. I just dont have the memory or motivation since spring break hit some 2 days ago. Tis hard times. The economic system is in shambles. The kids are out of control. The gadgets are all imported from them Japanese who are secretly planning to steal all our American hot dogs. I have evidence...yesterday on the Food Network they showed a hot dog eating contest and these Japanese PUNK ate 50 hot dogs. I would say he exploded afterward all over a hello kitty purse, but that would be a lie.