Boy, do I have some Tales to Tell...
Sunday, June 01, 2008
 
One of the things I wanted to do this summer was enjoy more of what NYC had to offer. So, to start off, I purchased tickets to a movie that is screening at NewFest. I am very excited. Especially since I have actually communicated with the director. If you are wondering why, it's because I am in a bit of a moment where I am finding inspiration in other Asians who are doing what they want to do.

Anyway, I actually thought of volunteering for the event in an effort to not only help them but to also be able to see more independent GLBT films. Unfortunately, I have to be away for three days that week. Because of some Team Build event that my regional group at work is going to have. I would rather spend my time watching some films. Which says a lot because I am not the type of person who jumps at the chance to go see a movie. I am finding the bulk of my team more and more intolerable.

I even found a movie that I am really interested in seeing. It screens on the Tuesday that I have to be at this stupid team build. I swear I am going to be reprimanded for not being positive about this whole thing. I will go because me not going will cause more wrinkles than I care to deal with. Richie will be there, so he'll make it more fun. And I am looking forward to spending time with another coworker, Janet. Other than that, I really don't want to be around most of them. Especially the person who basically is in charge of this team.

I hope I can catch this movie somewhere else. I hope it finds a distributor. I hope I don't slap anyone at the team build. Later.
 
Comments:
aww..TIMMY!! I'll beat you if you don't go..You know I don't like the bunch either. But..You, Janet, and I will have some fun!! Plus you can watch me have sex with Randel and Rogers at the same time. And we're not going this week..it's NEXT..
 
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