JAKE CLELAND

sarahschneider:

juliaheffernan:

Here’s a fun game to play if you are bored: type in “[your name] needs” into google and look at the results.

This was QUITE an amusing break for me today.

Sarah needs a cold shower, self-esteem

Sarah needs your manly vote

Sarah needs to kick him in the nuts

Sarah needs to reorganize her life

Sarah needs a video channel

Sarah needs a pink blog (oh hell no)

Sarah needs her panties 

 Jake needs red

Jake needs a girlfriend

Jake needs a nap

Jake needs a sanctuary 

Just got done watching Death Proof, High Fidelity and American Psycho in that order for the first time (actually I saw the first 20 minutes of High Fidelity when I was 10, but walked out because I got bored. This was before I knew what good films were).

Death Proof was everything I expected, and even exceeded those expectations. High Fidelity was fucking fantastic, especially in the scenes at the record store. John Cusack is stellar. American Psycho was bizarre. Not the storyline or the characters (although the continuously jovial Patrick Bateman reminded me of myself) but in terms of pacing and direction. Still, the writing was solid, and Christian Bale is one of my favourite actors. Glad I saw it. 

This is the title of a film I’m planning out in Media Studies as part of a major assignment. I just need to find somebody with thick glasses and a passive-obsessive manner to play Amir. Or maybe I’ll play Amir.

When I saw that a sequel to Madagascar was being made it got me thinking about all the bloody sequels that have been produced in the last few years. 2007 was essentially the Year of Sequels, with very few new IP’s being financial successes in comparison to the sequels.

It seems to me that the film industry is taking a box-office hit as a sign that you should squeeze as much milk out of a franchise’s lactating mammaries as possible. Why aren’t they instead using the money from their movies to create more ambitious and provocative films? It’s almost like we’re stuck in a vacuum of creativity, an artistic stagnation.

Then again, maybe everybody just wants to be like Star Wars and Harry Potter. 

I wanted to film the first episode of The Net Show this weekend, but it doesn’t look like it’s happening. One of the main cast bailed. Lesson learned: If you write dialogue for less people, less people there are to manage.

Going to see Jumper tonight though. 

I had a weird dream last night. I was on the set right in the middle of filming a CHTV video. Sam Reich was there, and Dan Gurewitch comes up to him with new BustedTees idea, only Dan looks really huge. I came to the conclusion that the camera must make him look more thin.

I had a dream about how the camera makes Dan Gurewitch look thin. 

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At least I know if I ever get attacked by a kindergarten, I should be able to take on the entire class.

sarahschneider:

Last night as I was settling into bed around 1, my neighbor Lauren came home. We share a fairly thin wall, and sometimes I can hear what’s going on over there. Last night was a whole different story. She was SCREAMING on the phone about some guy who had been a jerk to her. I could hear every single word, and it sounded like a rough night. I couldn’t get to sleep at all. When her frustrated ‘ARGH!’ reached new decibels, I decided to get out of bed and knock on her door, to ask her politely to take it down a few notches.

As soon as she answered, all thoughts of asking her to be a little quieter went out the window. This girl Lauren is really nice - I’ve met her a couple times in passing - young, and pretty. When she answered the door, she was still wearing her holiday dress (a cute black cocktail dress). Her hair was all done, and her makeup too, but she still just looked crushed. She immediately started apologizing.

Lauren: I’m so sorry, was I keeping you up? I’m so so sorry. (its to be assumed she ascertained this fact based on my braless, contact-less, pajama-pant clad ensemble)

Me: (changing tone) No it’s totally fine, I just wanted to make sure you were ok.

Lauren: Are you serious?

Me: Yeah I mean, I just heard you yelling and it sounded like a rough night.

Lauren: Oh yeah, that. I just got denied by two guys, so. (this hits home with me)

Me: At a holiday party or something?

Lauren: Yeah.

Me: Those guys are idiots. You look beautiful (she did).

Lauren: (in disbelief) Wow, thank you. Are you serious with this?

Me: (laugh) Yeah I mean, I’ve been there. I’m sorry you had a rough night.

Lauren: Oh my god you are so sweet.

Me: (sincere) No big deal, I just wanted to check on you.

Lauren: (sincere) You are my new joy.

Me: (laughs - this is an odd statement, but touching) Well feel better, ok? Those guys are idiots (I am eloquent).

Lauren: Thanks so much.

Me: Of course.

*doors close*

Considering a good amount of my ‘conversations’ are done via IM, email and text messages, it was a breath of fresh air to have a real life conversation with a relative stranger, and to instantly bond over a life experience with someone I hardly knew. She was so taken aback that I took the time to see that she was okay, she was basically speechless. It shouldn’t be that shocking of a concept, should it? I think I’m going to knock on her door more often.

Cute story. The most important part: “Considering a good amount of my ‘conversations’ are done via IM, email and text messages, it was a breath of fresh air to have a real life conversation with a relative stranger, and to instantly bond over a life experience with someone I hardly knew.” There isn’t enough of this happening.

I got a lot of Happy Birthdays today (the 12th), but what really made my day today was this on my Facebook wall.