Snow Flakes Here And There.
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
3:05 AM
Thanksgiving was very enjoyable.
Happy Birthday to Gilly and Tash. I am still older than you.
Its snowing here in Spokane and I don't mind so much. I like it.
I have one thing left on my to do list for this week. After that I might just do some Christmas shopping.
I miss my out of town friends.
Oh What You Need So Guaranteed
Sunday, November 20, 2005
6:21 AM
I'm here to say that I like Billy Joel.
Apart from that I'd liked to tell you all a story. Yes. Rachel story time. Don't worry, you haven't heard this one before. (Maybe you have.)
When Chels and I hit London up a few years ago I packed too much shit. And, in the course of the trip I had planned on buying more shit, you know, like shoes, so we thought it best if I bought a side satchel bag to store some of my un-needed needed belongings. We found ourselves in a store with about every bag ever in the world and I proceeded to spend about ten years looking for a bag in the hopes I would find something awesome and be able to use it in the future. I found a bag, but it really didn't fit any of the above qualifications. When I whipped out my visa debt card to pay for my purchase the sales man looked at my picture which just happend to be on my bank card thanks to the one and only, the greatest bank in America, The Bank of America. So, back to the card, he looks at the card, looks at me, and says, not in a jesting way at all, were you in pain when that picture was taken? I, being the light hearted fun loving person I am laughed a bit, said, no, of course not with a slight laugh and left the store feeling like that was probably the rudest man in the world.
I still remember my entire trip around Europe and it was one of the best times in my life. I probably tell that story to more people then any other story ever. And you know what? I don't know why. Maybe subconsciously I'm wondering if I really do look like I'm in pain in that picture. I certainly don't think I do. The card expires soon and right now there is a little more white in one of my eyes then there should be but I just attribute that to over usage. It makes me look a little scary though. But not in pain.
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Pain is a friend no one wants.
Monday, November 14, 2005
4:27 AM
So I'm pretty sure I died today. I'll let you all in on the events that led up to my death.
It all started Friday when pre-production on Lonely Hearts kicked off for me. I arrived at the office and started work at 9:00 am. I didn't eat all day and I worked till the 1:00-2:00 am range. Luckily I got Saturday off to recuperate and came back on Sunday for more shit. Right, so, Sunday, I worked all day again. Since we were going to be shooting nights you would think it would be smart for everyone to come in later and work into the night but I showed up at 9:00 am and worked till about the same time again. Luckily I started work Monday at 12:00 pm. Unluckily, I finished work around 5:00 am and went home to sleep till 3:30 pm when I would have to get up and get ready to start shooting the movie. Just because this movie was shooting for two days and just because we didn't have nearly enough money or man power and just because movies are never on schedule we only finished one of the slotted locations on our call sheet and had to move everything back plus I worked from 5:00pm to 12:00pm and that's just not right. Needless to say I didn't really sleep between the hours of 12:00pm and 3:30pm when I had to get up and get ready again for another day of shooting. Though the scenes we did on Wednesday evening/Thursday morning turned out much better, we still ran out of time and things got ridicules. The director wanted to keep shooting, half the crew had flights to catch back to LA and the other were so tired from working no one could really function. About this time I was hunched over in excruciating pain tying to figure out what was wrong with me. When I could finally stand without waves of nausea overcoming me I got some pain killers out of my purse and downed them as soon as I could find water. I felt okay for about two hours but when I finally made it back to the office to start paper work it felt like my body was being stabbed from the inside. I sent myself home before we wrapped the move and took some more pain killers. I slept for a while but then woke up around 8:00 and felt like I was going to die. After a trip to the emergency room and prescription drugs I was finally at home wondering how and the hell I had kidney stones and when they would be gone. Now its early Monday morning and after feeling shitty, more shitty, okay and less shitty, I feel like I'm going to die again and I'm starting to get really worried. I feel like crying half the time I hurt so badly and then I feel like I'm going to throw up and I don't want to feel this way anymore. Regardless if I feel better tomorrow morning or not I'm going to see the doctor again because I need help.
So, here is my advice to you: Drink lots of water. Don't stay up for two days straight. Eat something every once and a while and don't get kidney stones.
Also, dont die.
Also, Happy Birthday to my Dad.
Also, I love Kelly very, very much.
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Can we talk some more? I don' know. I don't either.
Tuesday, November 01, 2005
3:22 AM
I know a boy and he gives me music like it's a present. Every visit brings new ideas and new sounds. I am given so many presents at once that I can safely say I haven't listened to all of them. Even with out listening to them all, I know I'll like them. Some of them I end up loving. Every once in a while I'll hear a certain song somewhere and think, hey, I like this song. I'll find out what the song is in the process and sometimes, like today, I realize I already have it and I'm glad. Some things just take a while to discover.
Im working on another movie from the 4th to the 10th.
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