My Big Fat Friday Night

All right, here's the official story. I know you don't want my opinion, but My Big Fat Greek Wedding felt like a Big Fat Waste of Time. There I sat, on my Big Fat Ass, looking at my Big Fat Watch, praying for the Big Fat 84 Minute Mark. Okay, so I'm a little bitter. It wasn't that bad. I guess I just expected more from a picture that is earning it's writer over ten mil in profit sharing. My goal is to now beat that with my third film.

I don't understand women.

Took it easy today, so I can kick some ass next week on my big TWO days of class before three off.

I hope the Mai Lai days are tapering off. If not, I throw myself at the mercy of the psychological world again. Should be a BLAST!!!! Or not. I'm thinking not.

Two of my SBD buddies come down this weekend to tour the site of the state conference. Assuming we get this Mofo off the ground, which would make an ass out of you and me. Sure, I have some faith. Some.

I really don't understand women.

Hasta lumbago