So this is my last week of class before I start my internship at the Onion in New York.
I have to make a movie for my film final which I'm furiously procrasinating over.
I don't know if this is a funny idea or not:
A shitty action movie where the device which drives the plot is the fact that the main character gets voicemails from the future. And half of them are like drunk dials and his mom, and not very helpful for actually accomplishing his action goals.
Maybe I'm overexplaining this. Anywhom.
Go to the punch bowl I think our new pdf for the issue should be up soon.
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