I'm thinking it's about time that I get back into movies. You know, that whole not dying thing for the past two years is really getting to me. No, this has nothing to do with Charity and my comment. She just has to cool off. She'll always influence my music, and I don't plan to stop making music anytime for those of you who actually listen. She really did push me into a more people friendly music genre and I am forever grateful. But as amazing as she can be, it's just in her to take things the wrong way and not let people explain themselves. I'm hoping we can make up soon, but the day watch is going on seventeen days, ten hours, and thirty one minutes.

Well, going back to the whole movie things -- I've been reading through a few scripts. I haven't found any that are quite my scene yet, but I just have to keep trucking through them. You'd think something where I get blown up or decapitated in wouldn't be hard to find, but apparently horror movies aren't what they used to be. If only I wasn't too young back in the days of Nightmare on Elm Street. I would have so been there and done that. But sadly ladies and gentlemen I was naught but a teenager with an over-protective mom. I'm sure you guys have a lot of that as well. My mother wouldn't even let me watch those movies until I hit sixteen. It was all I could do to stay up and catch glimpses of those older monster movies on Halloween. I used to love them. But mom hated watching them, and dad wasn't around much -- like ever. So he really had no influence on the things I was doing, whether or not I was doing my homework or in drama club or not. He was the old man that some would call a dead beat dad if he wasn't totally providing for us. Mom was a homemaker and dad brought home the money. It was that way from the time I was born to this very day. So mom had control over what I could and couldn't watch more so than all of you guys that have mothers that go to work everyday. Just imagine it, over summer I had to deal with her nagging and waking me up before 10am. That really should be illegal.

I'm going to have to admit that I still enjoy the occasional sleep in day. Days where I can sleep past 9am. Sounds so old mannish for me to say that, but it's the truth. I have days where I'm up at 5am and on set by 5.30am. And no, I refuse to stay up all night. If Charity did anything for me, she helped me become responsible. I would go to sleep early on those nights. She would make me. But her lessons have stuck, even if she hasn't. Well, before I bore you with more about my life or Charity, I'm going to head out of here. I've got about ten more scripts that have been sent my way. Gotta read them and get back to anybody who actually has a decent horror flick idea. Wish me luck.

Once again: Charity Watch -- seventeen days, eleven hours, and twenty four minutes.