Natasha Styles
I like to give people guilty consciences.
I say what I want because I can.
Nothing personal.
it’s such a shame he Gave Up.In January of 2001 Hunter S. Thompson sent this explicative filled letter to Holly Sorenson - at the time Production Executive of the movie studio Shooting Gallery - about the slow progress of the film adaptation of The Rum Diary.
TRANSCRIPT:
HOLLY SORENSON / Shooting Gallery / Hollywood / Jan 22 ‘01
Dear Holly,
Okay, you lazy bitch, I’m getting tired of this waterhead fuckaround that you’re doing with The Rum Diary.
We are not even spinning our wheels aggresivly. It’s like the whole Project got turned over to Zombies who live in cardboard boxes under the Hollywood Freeway… I seem to be the only person who’s doing anything about getting this movie Made. I have rounded up Depp, Benicio Del Toro, Brad Pitt, Nick Nolte & a fine screenwriter from England, named Michael Thomas, who is a very smart boy & has so far been a pleasure to talk to & conspire with…
So there’s yr. fucking Script & all you have to do now is act like a Professional & Pay him. What the hell do you think Making a Movie is all about? Nobody needs to hear any more of that Gibberish about yr. New Mercedes & yr. Ski Trips & how Hopelessly Broke the Shooting Gallery is…. If you’re that fucking Poor you should get out of the Movie Business. It is no place for Amateurs & Dilletants who don’t want to do anything but “take lunch” & Waste serious people’s Time.
Fuck this. We have a good writer, we have the main parts casted & we have a very marketable movie that will not even be hard to make….
And all you are is a goddamn Bystander, making stupid suggestions & jabbering now & then like some half-bright Kid with No Money & No Energy & no focus except on yr. own tits…. I’m sick of hearing about Cuba & Japs & yr. Yo-yo partners who want to change the story because the violence makes them Queasy.
Shit on them. I’d much rather deal with a Live asshole than a Dead worm with No Light in his Eyes…. If you people don’t want to Do Anything with this movie, just cough up the Option & I’ll talk to someone else. The only thing You’re going to get by quitting and curling up in a Fetal position is relentless Grief and Embarrassment. And the one thing you won’t have is Fun…
Okay, That’s my Outburst for today. Let’s hope that it gets Somebody off the dime. And if you don’t Do Something QUICK you’re going to Destroy a very good idea. I’m in the mood to chop yr. fucking hands off.
R.S.V.P
(Signed)
HUNTER
cc:
Depp
Benecio
M. Thomas
Nolte
Shapiro
I has an internet sad.
wow. does tumblr really have a collective emotional maturity level of a bunch of high school freshmen or what the fuck? because it seems that way, even if this post is a joke. i’ve seen it plenty elsewhere already around this joint.When posts you make get reblogged by people you don’t like. :( (natashaface)
Suck it, Nat face.
i'm going to st george, utah, for my mom's christmas present. bbl
look — i just wrote my own death warrant! cool!
w/e
loose lips
i really found god when i found food. he’s everywhere.so im sitting here on my couch,thinking about religion
and wondering when i stoppedbelievingpracticing
i was an usher in church and a member of their teen program
all through high school. i went to retreats, but im not sure
if ever really had a deep belief in the matter
or if i just liked being around people my own age
i was home schooled from about 3rd grade-9th grade
cause the asthma had me sick and hospitalized alot
so i didnt really interact with many kids my own age much
which is probably the cause of my social ineptitude
anyway i stopped going to church after high school
its not that i dont believe there is god
if anything i think he does exist along with everyone elses god
i just found it strange how catholics/christians believed
that if you didnt believe in their god you went to hell
thats an awful lot of people going to hell and that just didnt seem right
whether or not there is a heaven and/or hell
its not like i need religion to tell me how to live my life
i know whats right and wrong and i figure
as long as we try our best here and do whats right most of the time
does it really matter where we end up later
if we end up anywhere at all
i dont think i would even want to go to heaven
where everything is all happy times and shit
i want to be somewhere that i can cuss
and make mistakes
maybe i can come back and be reincarnated as a rock or a platypus
i am pretty sure i didnt make any sense through out all of this
so i will stop for now and finish my wine and bread and pasta
Proof I'm getting old.
being in your 30s is not old. please don’t buy into that lie. and i don’t know how an “old” person thinks so i don’t know what to say about that part. i know how i think; i can only do what i can do because no one else is going to. that’s how i live.i’ll be 35 on Sunday and i don’t feel old at all. come on, girl. don’t let your heart die.In three months and two days, I will be 32.
- I covet expensive vacuum cleaners
- I love to go to bed at 10pm
- I really wish I had a compost heap.
- I think the clothes at Ann Taylor are really sharp
- I just wrote “really sharp” unironically
- I’m thinking about seeing that new Meryl Streep/Alec Baldwin movie
- I hate teenagers and don’t trust them
- I have a Twitter, but I don’t understand why it’s good to have
- I get a deep satisfaction from washing dishes by hand
No, no! My heart’s okay. I’m okay. I actually kind of love these things about myself. I was just thinking today about how I see the world these days and somewhere in the last couple years, I stopped thinking like a kid and starting thinking like “an old person.”
And I started wanting a compost heap.
“When you get old, your heart dies.” — paraphrased quote from Ally Sheedy from The Breakfast Club. I find myself needing to say it more than I’d like to people who I feel are giving up just because another year passes on a calendar.
lady, give it a rest. i was just participating in the reblog, it had nothing to do with you and, actually, by posting this response, you kind of seem like a psycho right now with nothing better to do than “harrass/reblogging with only negative things to add to my posts.” interesting.future restaurateur. i am actively pursuing it right now.head of a big, international ad agency
Children’s book author.
A JEDIA published author.Movie trailer maker or Author.
Film Director! :D
artist or author or both
part of me wonders everyone who has written (and will write) “author” has ever written anything longer than 2000 words. i still don’t understand why people/noobs romanticize being an “author”. at all. none understanding.i still don’t understand why you haven’t unfollowed me yet since i ask you too due to your harassment/reblogging with only negative things to add to my posts. part of me wonders if you have anything better to do than just that…oh by the way it says dream job, not “reblog with the reasonable job that you’ll most likely end up having” in case you didn’t notice.
and how is my wanting to be a restaurateur not qualify as a dream job? what is wrong with you?
(via everydaydude)
I saw Cheez-It flavored lip chap at the mall todayyargh
Our cat does this, too, but only out of my dad’s drinking glass. No one else’s.Gizmo likes the sounds of typing and drinking out of grown up glasses.
dear britney spears,
Dear Britney Spears,stop trying to be lady gaga, you may be fabulous, but not as.
love always,
candice
x0x0
Your fuckin’ ship has sailed, lady. Wave goodbye to it. Just wave goodbye. I can’t wait for when your sons get older and they figure out what “3” is about.
later, tater…
The Whole Planet Earth
