I died.

Did I mention that I tend to disappear completely from time to time? It's gotten me in a lot of trouble, but I can't help my hermitic tendancies. So for the past 2 months I've not only been M.I.A from blogging (which I rarely do anyway) but I've been M.I.A from my family, my friends, and most social aspects of my life. However this time alone has given me time to put together a good amount of my work and I'm almost finished with a tangable manuscript, and two screenplays one of which I'll be filming this summer. Cool. My apologies to those who have been kind and who I've grown quite fond of.

PS. To dispel some rumors that my friends might've heard. I didn't disappear for any of the following reasons:
-I was on a 2 month crack binge.
-I found God.
-I found an incredible amount of money.
-Jesse killed me with a knife and a gun.
-Satan took my soul directly to spare me the trouble of living in vain.
-I decided to do a homeless social experiment.
-I was bitten by 3 rabid subway rats and 1 rabid mole person at coney island and quarintined myself until I could find a cure for super rabies.
-I was too sad to look the world in the face.

Love,
BH