Kristian Boruff's Production Blog

I know this is going to sound odd, but Lost has been part of my life since I got to Colorado. Both started about the same time. Now that I’m leaving and Lost has ended almost at the same time, it feels strange. I find myself thinking of all the friendships I made over the years in Colorado. The relationships I had during this or that season. The fact I almost moved to Florida instead of Colorado. It feels in a weird way, like everything has come to a close, but is also starting all over again.

“You get to monkey-swinging and things like that and you can blame it on the writer and you can blame it on Steven [Spielberg, who directed]. But the actor’s job is to make it come alive and make it work, and I couldn’t do it. So that’s my fault. Simple.”

via While He’s At It, Shia LaBeouf Admits That Indiana Jones 4 Sucked Too | Movieline.

I blame this movie on me being forced into celibacy for the last two and a half years. That’s right, it was that bad.

I have no big plans, but i am thinking about going bungee cord jumping and getting a tattoo.

Working hard. Done with school. Looking forward to LA.

So I rarely ever remember my dreams. Normally I wake up and they all fade. Well, here’s the odd one I was having today when I took a nap.

I’m in a huge converted warehouse/apartment building/business center. It was actually very cool with lots of light somehow. Anyway, I’m wandering around this thing visiting different places and for some reason running into people I know randomly, like the lady that was my lab instructor for science last semester. Then I was repairing big holes in asphalt that seemed to be everywhere I went and while I was trying to repair them I basically just gouged them more and walked along. I then started meetings Exs and their entire families with their new boyfriends who were all pretty aggressive. One was a tall blond faux-hawk type charater named Wayne. And an ex was saying “We should hang out”. Then I had some random parent of on of the new boyfriends asking me to fix his computer when a cop walked up asking angrily, “Was that thing pointed at my vehicle?” The woman starts saying yes and I cut her off to plainly say no and for some reason I’m looking for the connection to fix the computer because I’m a nice guy and even though the lady’s sun is my ex’s new boyfriend, it’s not her fault and she asking for the help.
Then I woke up. I have no idea what all that was about.