Another Day at the Office

I was supposed to go to a luncheon for some screen actors film charity guild shit today. It doesn’t really matter what you call it. It’s the same crew at every one of them. Everyone lies to each other about what project they’re working on and underestimates what they actually made off every film. If anyone actually knew what studios made off certain movies Hollywood would go bankrupt in two weeks because greedy actors and nerdy screenwriters would burn down most of the buildings.

I didn’t go to the luncheon because…I didn’t go to the luncheon. Friend and I were trying to add some more action to the script because I keep feeling that it’s too talky. We kept going over ideas and eventually had a contest to see who could make the best paper airplane. The paper I had was too thin, so I had my assistant bring me the stack of resumes we had from job applicants and all the scripts that flood our doors everyday. Congratulations to Danny Ingold. The cover page of your Pulp Fiction meets the Notebook script was the leading paper airplane.

Still looking over possible actresses for the prostitution role. We auditioned some no names earlier, but no dice. I thought we had a winner with this girl named Samantha Johnson. She offered to perform certain acts on Friend to score the role. We didn’t know if that was part of her audition, a casual suggestion or a firm offer. This film is racking my brain. If anyone has any casting ideas for the role, please leave them below. Off to get a massage.

LD