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*WARNING*
If you have not watched True Blood, season 3, episode 33 don’t read this. It contains spoilers.
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If you haven’t seen True Blood or listened to The Heavy, you should do both immediately. If you watch Episode 33, for a short amount of time, you could do both. How often do you find two awesome performances working so well together? You can imagine my excitement when I heard a song by The Heavy playing in the background of a scene in Episode 33 of True Blood. It was in the scene where Russel kills the male prostitute. Granted it was just background music, but still. It worked with the scene and it’s exciting to see The Heavy getting some much needed exposure in the US. I love it when that happens. When two of your favorite things at the time mix.
I’m not going to go too much in to detail about True Blood. I could write 4 pages on it easy. All I’ll say is that it’s a damn entertaining show. Plus I think I’m in love with Deborah Ann Woll. Allow me to explain this. I used to be in love with Milla Jovovich. I thought she was an awesome actress and she’s gorgeous. But, then I saw .45.  Milla Jovovich is naked for probably about 30% of that movie. Well, that sort of killed it for me. The mystery was gone. I had seen it all. What else was there to wonder about? It wasn’t her fault, we just grew apart. For the longest time, I’ve been searching for a replacement for Milla Jovovich. Selma Blaire sort of pinch hit for about 3 months there. I’m sort of picky about which actress gets my love. It has to be a combination of amazing acting skill and sort of flying under the radar. I can’t love an actress that’s in the center of the hollywood stage, what the hells the point of admiring someone if they are surrounded by admiration twenty four hours a day anyway? That would be like donating a nickle to Bill Gates. I’m sure he would put up a front of appreciation, but really, he would be thinking you could go fuck yourself for wasting his time. And who could blame him? Deborah Ann Woll fits my strict standards. She’s amazing on True Blood and if you said “Deborah Ann Woll” at a party you would probably get a “Who the fuck is Deborah Ann Woll?” look from at least 8 out of 10 people. Then you would say “Jessica….. From True Blood.” And everyone would say “Ooooooooo.” So, Deborah Ann Woll gets my love. However, I’m not sure how long our love can last. Her popularity will skyrocket and then she’ll Bill Gates the fuck out of me if I see her in person and tell her I thought she was great on True Blood. Such a cruel world. Lets just try to enjoy our time together while it’s still here.

Switching gears here, I saw The Expendables. It’s pretty much exactly what you expect it to be. There’s some crazy ass fight scenes, shit explodes, hundreds of bad guys get shot, and there are tons of cheesy one liners. It’s pretty awesome. It’s the only movie that has the most terrible story line but is somehow still an amazing movie. Which doesn’t really make sense to me. How the hell do you go right by going left? Whatever, it works.  Entertaining flick.

I’m sorry for the leave of absence everyone.  I’ve sort of been stuck in writing.  I’m not sure how this happened, but I seriously can’t think of anything to write.  That doesn’t make for a very exciting blog.  “Today, I sat and starred at a blank Final Draft document for an hour, then I watched The Simpsons and played NHL10 for 3 hours.”  It’s hard for me to force inspiration, because my inspiration comes from all over the place.  Sometimes a song can jump start things and sometimes it’s a commercial for maxi pads.  True story by the way, I once wrote a short film based off of an idea that I got after seeing a tampon commercial.  When I’m stuck, I’m not really sure where to go to unstick myself.  I tried doing a writing exercise that’s supposed to help with writers block.  It lead me to a wonderful place called Jack Shit Ville.  It’s lovely in the spring.  My problem is doubt.  I’m doubting everything that I write.  You start out excited about an idea and then all of a sudden doubt creeps in and then it’s a horrible idea.
Lately I’ve been watching a lot of movies and listening to a lot of music to try and get over this.  I’ve watched some great movies.  In Bruges was absolutely amazing and I was angry with myself for waiting that long to see it.  With a mixture of that and some of the music I’ve been listening to, I think I’ve got something.  I found this band because they have a song that’s in a Kia commercial and I thought it was a pretty awesome song.  The CD is absolutely amazing.  This isn’t the song that inspired me, but it’s what lead me to the band to begin with:

So, I will be writing something tonight and I’ll let you guys know how it goes.
By the way, I got accepted to the New York Film Academy Masters Program.

P.S. If writers block were a person, he/she would every annoying human trait imaginable.