I just ordered in Italian food. So much for an intimate dinner with friends, clever conversation and laughs. I feel like my two days off were a complete fucking waste. Other artists seem to be creating and working, and I'm here playing with myself! I'm not a bad guy, I don't understand why I can't make shit happen! I want to do so much but it seems like the world doesn't share my passion or my vision. I loved the cross processed Fujichrome I got back! I'd like to shoot trippy psychedelic pinholes next, until I run out of film! But where's my muse? Who wants to participate? And the rain isn't helping, still, where's a funky subject for me that would get drenched for a good photo? No one wants to dance in the rain? I'm so frustrated. Everyone freaks out at the latest surreal movie and they fall in love with moody pictures, but no one wants to BE the work?? So tonite it's me and John Candy in "Who's Harry Crumb?" This blowwwwssss.