Letters From The Future: A STORY ABOUT...

This week is neat so far.

I've been working on editing the rough cut of the film this week. Monday night I went to the basketball game. We lost. Then I went up to the editing lab and got to work. I worked on it for about four hours that night, I didn't leave until 1:00 A.M..

Tuesday I got up and went to lunch. Barbecue chicken, yum. Then I went straight up to work on the film. I worked on it until 5:30. I went to dinner. Pizza, yum. Then I went right back up and worked on it for about four more hours.

Well anyway, long story short - I finished the rough cut of the film. Wednesday during class we watched the finished product. It was very good. Travis, our teacher, said "that was the best film I've ever seen from beginners." I was pretty happy about that.

After that I went to pay the electric bill with Stacie. Then we went to the dollar tree to get some wrapping paper and such. We had a really good talk about life and death and everything in between.

When I got home I took a nap. But it wasn't one of those awesome naps where you're just out cold for hours. It took forever to fall asleep, and then I kept waking up. But it wasn't so bad.

Mike Dee has been sick for several days now, he's had to miss work and stuff. I felt really bad for him, when I woke up, Dakotah was gone to the store to get some medicine for Mike. Once Dakotah got back we met up with Stacie and Brandon and we headed out to Pizza Shuttle to get some ZZA's.

Everyone was pumped up about the adventures we might have. We all piled in Stacie's VW bug. The tooshie warmers were on, very toasty. We left the school and set out for Norman country.

We were about to get on the highway when it all happened.

A big nasty purple van came tearing around the corner, totally in our lane. Stacie hit the breaks and swerved toward the ditch, she handled it very well. Some how the van still managed to SMASH across the left side of the tiny bug.

We came to a stop and made sure everyone was alright. And just as we are gaining our composure, we look over and lo and behold, the van is driving away.

"Oh screw that! Go go go! Get him!" I start yelling. Everyone agreed, and we turned around and tried to chase the guy down, but by the time we were turned around and on the right path, the van was gone forever into the night. We went back to the scene of the crash and got out and inspected the damage. Stacie's front left fender, hub cap, left door and mirror were all messed up. But the good thing was that everyone was fine.

I called the police to come out, not that they would be able to do ANYTHING, but we called anyway. The nice officer came out and looked at the car and told us what to do and everything and we were on our way. Stacie said "well we're still going to Pizza Shuttle, I'm not gonna let this ruin our night!" What a great philosophy.

So we went and, as always, the Shuttle was a delight. We played pinball and Mrs. Pac-Man as usual. The food was awesome, and it was just exactly what we all needed to get our minds off the wreck. Unfortunately, no one brought a camera, so I've posted pictures from the last time we went, which was exactly a week prior.

The last time was the night after Andrew's funeral. Now that's twice the Shuttle has served us by lightening the mood after a heavy day.

After that we went to Borders and looked at some books and stuff. Brandon showed us this book about 100 interesting American teens or something like that. He had a chance to be in the book, but thought it was a scam so he didn't pursue it. Whoops. Dakotah bought a poetry book and a book by Tolkien. We looked at some design magazines and left. We headed back for the school.

I noticed that all night Brandon had looked just like Marty McFly from Back To The Future. So I did what I usually do, I made a picture about it. And that was basically the conclusion.

I went inside, worked on the pic, watched Batman The Animated Series on DVD, and ate some leftover ZZA. Then I went to bed.

Now I'm awake, writing. I'm going to go get some hot wings for dinner and then take a Systematic Theology test. And then tomorrow night is the Delta-EBB Christmas party, AND Tiffany's birthday party. I'm gonna have to make some tough choices.

Oh my crazy life. Until tomorrow.