Quinze: What it would be called

So here I am, done shooting my movie, with no idea how or when or under what circumstances it'll be edited. I've got a job on the horizon, as well as college to worry about. If it's not one thing it's another, man.

I can't even think of it. I know it's coming soon but at this point college is just a huge clusterfuck of things I've gotta deal with but don't want to. Financial aid, laptop registration, etc, etc.

So yesterday we all got together for the final shoot of Half-Past Eight PM; an event that should have happened almost a month ago, and a scene that we shot close to two months ago, the goodbye scene between Doug and Lauren. This time, no alternate takes, no fake ending. And after the shooting, the interviews and a monologue that we re-wrote on the spot, Lauren left and we three just chilled for a while, Doug eventually shellacking me at Ping Pong, grabbing lunch at Extreme Pita (that was officially my first Extreme Pita ever, by the way,) we watched the first half of Eulogy (a film I recommended to Doug, which he liked, then recommended to Ryan, who also liked,) before it was time to go. We resolved to go and see the 40-Year-Old Virgin.

That we did, and Becky joined us. It was the 10:30 show, though, so I didn't get back to the house until almost 1. It was an incredible movie, too, I haven't laughed that hard at the movies... ever. Even compared to the movies I watch at home, it was funnier. And I finally got rid of those $15 in Gift Certificates I got from Bowling all those months ago. They've just been sitting on my desk all summer and now they've been put to good use. I'm glad.

Speaking of bowling, I've got that to deal with on Monday. I've gotta go in there for training on Monday. They called today while I was out and by the time I got in, the manager (Ed,) was gone for the day. how d'you like that? Well, I'll try to work this out, as I'd really like, y'know, to be able to spend money this year.

It's so weird, too; all my friends are either leaving their jobs (Doug,) transferring to a location closer to school (Alyssa,) or flat-out unemployed after Pizza Hut went under (Ryan.) [That's not to say I only have 3 friends, but they're examples of the various scenarios.] Meanwhile, here I am, poised on the brink of my first real job, headed into college. Man, how different things would have been, had this job come up a year ago, but for whatever reason it did not.

It's odd that when I say "I got a job at the bowling alley," both mom and dad replied, "you mean, you GOT it?" with great dubiousness. I don't know why they mistrust me, although it may stem from last year's A&W debacle. I still wonder what went wrong there. It was a lack of instruction on their part (or, more frustrtingly, perhaps a lack of understanding on my part.)

I saw Doug today, while he was working what I believe is his final shift today. He was regaling us last night with tales of his manager Paulo, whose ineptness at scheduling had him putting two people closing on Monday, neither of whom will be working there by then. Eric and I ended up renting a Canadian movie called Ham & Cheese, which was funny but kind of a downer. Look for a review (along with 40-Year-Old Virgin)

I don't want to lose contact. Even if we don't talk now, some of us, we should. I've had two months to get used to the idea of nobody being around. Hell, I've lived all this time not been around virtually nobody. Still, the fact of everyboy going off to their own little corners leaves me feeling a little isolated. I'll have to dive into school and work.

Well, whatever. It's a sad time of the year, the end of August: the weather gets chilly (hasn't yet,) the leaves change (not so far,) and the specter of the new school year looms imminent.

If I knew this Classic Bowl thing was happening, I'd have done what Kyle is doing. I wouldn't be making much, but I'd have a nice nestegg saved up, and tons of free time. But it was just one of those things that happened, and I'm glad I'll have that.

Still, it'd be nice to see those familiar faces more.

Keep on rockin' all of you out there. Unfortunately, you can only expect more downbeat posts in the future
-Scott