I sent the scripts for Hopeless Romanticism and Stardust Memories to an acquaintance with some connections at New Line Cinema. I don’t expect much, but a little can sometimes be everything.

Additionally, I’m trying to screw up the courage to ask a friend of my boss’s for help. Said friend is the father of Richard N. Gladstein, who has more than a few credits to his name and would be stunningly invaluable as a contact. However, I don’t want to cause any strain. We’ll see.

I’ve personally saved just under $2,000.00 which could theoretically be put toward the camera I need. Any help would, of course, be appreciated.

I also asked — nay, begged — Ultragrrrl to mention me on her blog. She hasn’t yet, but if she does, then this will be like some sort of meta-blogging with an infinite loop of links back and forth.

Please disregard the previous sentence. I’m drunk.