fuck it, let's go

after a couple cigarettes, some dramatic pacing, blank stares, periodic flailing arms, some internal sobbing, and cursing, mark was able to calm us down and convince us to try to re-edit the whole thing again.

we called the man in charge, ira livingston and he told us that we still had to have the film in by 7:30pm... however, he would accept the film by midnight if we still sought to have it shown during the premiere. again, we won't be eligible to win the "best film" award, however, we can still pull away with audience favorite awards...

so we're dejected and i'm still trying to recover from the shock of it all, but we decided that we've come too far to give up. we were gonna just put together a rough cut of all the footage and submit it on time, but who wants to turn in some piece of shit, just to make the cutoff?

so we're gonna re-edit, make the film we wanted to make, and turn it in by midnight.

pray for us.

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